“Why didn’t you say something?” I asked. “I don’t remember her so how could I miss her, its cool Dad, really it is.”It was mid August when came home one day carrying a two-four of Budweiser on the top of his left shoulder and a bag in his other hand from the LCB (liquor control board).I was in the kitchen tossing a salad. Desiporn “Are you disappointed with me?” I had to ask. His left shoe sat atop the TV and his right shoe was nowhere in sight.“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” dad sang trying to keep up with whoever was also trying to sing strumming an electric guitar. “Oh no you won’t not all the time!” “Take that stuff back Dad, I don’t want any and you don’t need…” I said not finishing my sentence.
