Wednesday: She's Gone

While I was driving around making money, Ginger brought a rented van to load with Kris, Kiara and Nessa. I got home in the late afternoon and Kris had her stone face on; I had  assumed this was just because it was stressful for her, but I am to she had three beers for lunch, so no surprise there.
She's gone. She left behind a robe ostensibly to comfort a cat but looked to me symbolic.

You cannot build a house on a foundation of alcohol.