"Daniel knelt and held out a bottle. I thought it was pop, then saw the label. "Beer?" I said. "It helps. I knew his meds had dissolved, so I grabbed a few from the store." Corey took it and twisted off the cap. A few gulps. Then a deep breath as he relaxed. Another long drink, then a sidelong glance at me. "Yes, I'm self-medicating with booze and I know that's not smart."