That fateful day in July 2009. Parents were hit by a guy who was fucked up by a shopping list of drugs. Mom dead, the family that was quickly fell apart. She was no longer around to help hide my father’s alcoholism. Not even 6 months after her death, a foul harpy of a female human latched on to him and only encouraged the worst parts of him while slowly doing everything she could to remove or erase his family.
Wrong parent died that day.
No, the day of. My mom had made a big deal about taking pictures and making a big family brunch before she left. I was alone at my grandfather’s house and getting to watch TV while playing a MMO simultaneously. Amazing day, until the phone call that upended everything.