"Value Added, Value Taken Away; Caroline Last Month"
Chances are taken. A rule is broken. A rite of passage is abandoned. The hotel rooms Caroline sneaks up to don't matter - no, not in the least - but sometimes when she lets herself get too used to the good bourbon, the everyday stuff does suffer by comparison. Packages from her mom sit unopened on her kitchen table as a song on Caroline's radio asks if she is lonesome tonight. Later she will finish off the last of the good bottle and watch old movies til she falls asleep. Caroline gets better and better at knowing what things are worth.