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passed out. Yes. Okay, thank you so much. Buh-bye.”
     
    Melanie laughed to herself at the weirdness of hearing only one part of the conversation, but then another searing pain hit her I the head. It was like her brain was being ripped apart. “Let’s get you cleaned up. Martin is on the way over here to get you, okay?”
     
    Irene and Caleb picked her up out of the bathtub and sat her down on the toilet. They began fussing over her hair and her face, even changing her dress to a pair of yoga pants and T-shirt. Melanie kept her eyes closed as they tugged and pulled and prodded at her. She was so not in the mood to see Martin and explain where both she and Andy had been for the past few weeks. But she also didn’t feel like fighting Caleb and Irene at the moment either. She was so done with fighting anything, really.
     
    She heard a knock at the door, and Irene excused herself to go open it as Caleb finished cleaning her up. “Okay, Mel, let’s go,” he whispered to her, helping her up and into the dimly lit living room. At least there was a way to keep the lights low in their room of choice so that she didn’t scream or have to hold her eyes shut while she was trying to hold a conversation.
     
    “Hello, Melanie, it’s good to see you,” Martin began as they sat down on the couch. Irene and Caleb both took a seat on the floor. There was nowhere else to sit since everything else was still at Andy’s. At some point she’d have to send one of them to get it back.
     
    “Hi, Martin. It’s nice to see you too.” Melanie tried to sound as genuine as possible, but she wasn’t sure it was working. Martin was such a nice guy, and she hated to be glib with him. It was just she didn’t know what to say to him. Luckily, he was a pretty talkative guy.
     
    “Usually, I ease into these things, but with you I think straight and to the point is what’s best.” He nodded his head like there was some music playing inside of it. It made her want to question his sobriety for a moment. She just smiled, hoping that was enough to let him know to keep going. “Tell me what’s been going on with you.”
     
    Melanie felt instantly relieved at the fact that he didn’t ask about Andy, only her. However, she was sure he would come up in the subject anyway. “I have been drinking again for a few weeks now. I do it almost every night. I’ve isolated people, namely these two. I just couldn’t face the meetings like this, you know?”
     
    Martin was still bobbing his head up and down to the nonexistent music. “So, tell me what drove you to drink. You’ve been doing so well up until now. People slip and make mistakes for a reason. There’s always a motivation behind every action we take.”
     
    There it was, the philosophical question that would push her to have to talk about Andy. She decided to just rip the band-aid off. “I left Andy. He fell off the wagon first. He lied to me about things going on at work, and then I found the drugs in the laundry. I meant to call you for help, but I went out and found him with friends. He was high and dancing with this girl, really out of control. I got scared and upset seeing him like that and just ran off. I got all my stuff out of his apartment a while back, but he wasn’t home. We haven’t had any contact since.”
     
    Melanie hung her head, suddenly realizing the weight of it all. And to think she hadn’t even texted to make sure he was okay and alive. That’s what had started the problem in the first place, the fact that work was getting dangerous. Was he okay? Maybe Martin had news of him. She was much more interested in the conversation now.
    “Well, that would explain why we haven’t seen Andy either.” Melanie’s heart dropped. So, he hadn’t talked to Andy. “Well, such powerful and painful emotions can really hurt a recovery. That’s why we honestly tell most people not to date during the recovery process. But Andy had been doing so well and then you were too,