I had hard liquor like cognac for the first time today, and even though I was not used to drinking it, I had not expected it to carry so much punch.
I felt fine while I sat on the table, but the tipsiness assailed me the moment I stood up and it made my head spin so much that I could barely walk properly. I could not control my legs well and staggered forward and backward as I made toward the stairs.
Although Cecilia and Mary supported me from both sides, they struggled with it since they were not that strong and fought hard to move along with me as I staggered back and forth. The two of them were already out of breath from the exhaustion even though we had just covered a few steps.
A layer of fine sweat covered Cecilia's skin by the time we had climbed onto the second floor. Her cheeks
