Chapter Twenty-Eight: Eggshells

After an inventive early morning workout with Vito, I wake up much later than usual due to me getting a later shift at work. When I rang Shane to tell him I was getting back to work, he insisted that I take things slow the next day so offered to take the opening shift, at first, I thought he was just being nice but after all the events of yesterday, I think I need the break.

Brewing my own coffee around 10am, I allowed my thoughts to wonder as I looked around my empty house. A few weeks ago, my father would have been laying on the living floor after a full night of drinking, I’d have to be so quiet not to disturb him due to his raging hangover. Talking of my father, he is doing so well in the hospital and is healing wonderfully. He would have been home by now if it wasn’t for the alcohol, due to how badly my father sunk into his drinking habits, the withdrawals are really putting strain onto his body.

The doctors explained to me that it would be much safer for him to wait it out in