Since I was the driver, Ted drank a good deal during the evening, and he was quite intoxicated when we left at 2 A.M. He was a friendly, relaxed drunk, and he settled into the passenger seat and rambled on and on about the woman at the party who had impressed him so much.
“She’s just what I’ve always wanted. She’s perfect- but she didn’t even notice me…”
And then he fell sound asleep.
When I delivered Ted back to the Rogers’s that night, he was almost comatose, and it took me ten minutes of shaking him and shouting to wake him up. I walked him to the door and said goodnight, smiling as he bumbled in the door and disappeared.

- The Stranger Beside Me, Ann Rule