Mmm. The wine went down smoothly, slowly warming every inch of her body. Ailey sighed noticing the bottle was almost empty. Is this what her life had come to, Getting lost in another cheap bottle of wine? She buried her face into her hands, her tears began dripping onto the photo below her.
It was her favorite picture. Will's arms hanging around her two adopted sons Nick and Scott. It was taken two years ago, and a lot had changed since then. She took another drink from the bottle, the tears streaming down her face faster than before.
Tears, turned into sobs as Ailey's mind flashed back to that night. Will was coming home from work, his meeting had run late once again. He was in a rush to get to Nick's last game of the season, and didn't even notice when he had ran a red light. The truck killed him instantly, leaving Ailey a widow and the boys fatherless.