It was never hard to find my dad. This late on a Friday night, there was only one place that he could possibly be.
I headed straight downtown, pulling my car into a parking spot on the side of the road. I was right in front of Gregory’s Bar, my dad’s favourite place to get rowdy on Friday nights. Or really, any night of the week. He’d been kicked out of this place for drinking too much more times than I could count, and I’d already been called here a handful of times this year when he’d started getting out of control. Tonight I was here for a different reason though.
Tonight, I was the one who needed to get rowdy because my father had taken something from me, and not just from me but my mom too. It wasn’t just me that should have been home today to take care of her when she was sick. I h
