Either Crazy or Right

The words hung in the air.

“Should I brace myself?” Kaelie asked narrowing her eyes in question.

“No, but I would prefer the sharp objects to be out of reach.” His attempt at a joke fell flat as Kaelie’s face showed no signs of changing.

“That is not a comforting statement.” Kaelie rose from the comfort of their bed and walked across the room to Cyrus’s bar. A priceless crystal decanter held amber