She sighed. "Howard lie down before you lose your balance and crack your skull open on something."

Barbara got up from her own bed, pushing the covers aside. She can see how flushed he was looking, and the perspiration on his brow. Although Ian had never come home in such a way, she wasn't unfamiliar with the looks of a drunk man.

"Come on, Howard. You need some rest," Barbara said and held out her arm for him to take.