I had no more breath.
How long?
How long had the enormous foul torrent gushed from me?
The room stank as though infected matter had been spattered on walls and floor.
On both of us. On the night. I felt so very tired.
I sat down suddenly upon the window seat. "Jackson was a drunk, too," I mumbled. "He was one of them."
Adonie sat on the window seat near me. "Who was Jackson?"