And he blames God. (Completed)

Part V

There were times I wished to have a normal family.

I need my dad.

I need him sober. 

Today, when he is, I’m overwhelmed with happiness.
He told us to pick a restaurant and so we did. We went out on a Sunday evening. It was nice. It was the right kind of perfect. Although we knew the next day would be torturous again, we were still happy. I’m happy my dad is back. Even just for a day.