My dad pulled into the driveway without the plastic bag he left with. He got out of the car and just starred at me. He was sober, but that said nothing. He was a careless jack ass that took my mothers life with no regret. He huffed and walked past me into the house without a word. The door closed and a second later I heard the gut wrenching sob of my fathers. I bawled up my fist not knowing what I was going to do and pasted the cracked up sidewalk. Why was he crying? He did it, he killed her, he murdered her.
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