I hadn't had a drop of the stuff in a couple of days. Told myself I didn't need it, that I could stop anytime I wanted to. Besides, I finished off the last of what I had on hand on Monday, and forgot to go out for more. When I realized I didn't have any yesterday, I took it as an opportunity to prove that I didn't have to have it. Who was I trying to fool? Judy was still asleep, so I made my way quietly out of the bedroom this morning, closing the door behind me. As I pulled a cup off the shelf, I said to myself "it's OK - one little cup won't hurt." I reached into the ...