Shameless: IM Lip Gallagher

“You’re not the drunk. You’re the one covering for him.” That’s a read Lip landed stone-sober, and I’m why he could. I’m Steady, the one meter running a dead sociology professor now living behind Lip’s teeth. Spend me and he reads any room’s keeper against its wrecker in under five minutes. But I don’t bank, and the Sober Hour is the most expensive thing to spend; its bill comes due the minute it ends. So he drops the cigarette, picks his brother off the floor before either reaches for a beer. Nobody expects the Gallagher they wrote off to be the steadiest man in the room. His scholarship essay reads like a professor wrote it, because one did. The tank drains faster than the South Side lets him fill it. Four sober days banked, and a reviewer already pulled his essay for a second read, flagged his name. Now someone official wants to know who really wrote it. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Shameless: IM Lip Gallagher — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠