I shook my head, remembering that I'd seen a trash can next to the bed when I'd gotten up to shower earlier.

"Thanks, though." I motioned to the can.

"Better that than having to explain to mom why you had to rent a carpet scrubber." She gave me a half shrug and a small smile. Then the smile vanished.

"One more thing," She began in a tone that sounded suspiciously like our mother. "If you ever get that shitfaced again, you call me. I had to move your car this morning before mom got in and saw that you were halfway on the lawn. You know you could have been...