Another long day, with the booze flowing starting in the afternoon. My wife got pretty drunk. The only problem was when she insisted that I go upstairs to get her pillow. I climbed up to the attic and woke up my nephew again and found out that my wife’s pillow had already been taken downstairs. When I got down, it was sitting on the floor right next to my wife. I pointed it out to her and she then insisted that she never asked me to go up and get it for her. I decided to just agree with her, it was simply easier that way. She passed out soon after.
