Meredith closes her eyes and sighs. "So am I," she says, tired. It doesn't help, the reminder he's still drunk. For all she knows, all her hopes of doing better will wind up meaning very little soon enough and he'll give up on the effort. For all she knows, what seems more resolved now will be undone again come morning. "I'm not going to leave. I'm not going to go anywhere. I just... I get worried. We've had so many problems. I don't want another one that I could have avoided or stopped and I didn't."