"If you give me another one I'm not going to stop," Marc warns. He knows he has little self-restraint once he cracks open a bottle and if Steven wants to have even half a productive day tomorrow, and wean Marc off these bad habits, he'd dig up all the caches of liquor and hide them from Marc.

For a moment, it seems like Marc's completely vanished, but then he tugs the blanket over on top of Steven to tuck him in and get him settled in for storytime.

"You good? Or do you want a tea or something?"