Archie wraps his hand around the glass and drinks, but is barely holding on to the glass. A few swallows gets the gummy feeling out of his mouth and soothes the throat stinging from all the shouting he must have been doing. Thank God no one was here for that.
He sits back, half-asleep and so completely out of dignity that he barely even cares what Bush thinks or knows.
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He sits back, half-asleep and so completely out of dignity that he barely even cares what Bush thinks or knows.