He went into the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine. White wine, Jane’s favorite. That made him feel even worse so he just chugged it right out of the bottle and plopped down on the couch without even taking his tie off. He thought about Jane, about how happy they used to be together; how content she made him, and how equally jubilant he made her. He thought about until his brain collapsed and his heart expired. He awoke to the sound of the almost empty wine bottle shattering and falling to the floor. Inside the mess of broken glass was Jane’s beloved coin. Had someone have the audacity to break into his home and leave it there. Oliver didn’t give a crap. What he knew was that this coin was now his forever
He went into the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine. White wine, Jane’s favorite. That made him feel even worse so he just chugged it right out of the bottle and plopped down on the couch without even taking his tie off. He thought about Jane, about how happy they used to be together; how content she made him, and how equally jubilant he made her. He thought about until his brain collapsed and his heart expired. He awoke to the sound of the almost empty wine bottle shattering and falling to the floor. Inside the mess of broken glass was Jane’s beloved coin. Had someone have the audacity to break into his home and leave it there. Oliver didn’t give a crap. What he knew was that this coin was now his forever