I was in the kitchen getting a bottle of cold water out of the fridge to take my medications with.
Well, that statement just made me beam with pride. I smiled as I stood up straight after closing my refrigerator door. I very rarely get accolades like this from my father. Very rarely! I've told my father a dozen times that you can catch more flies with honey and not with vinegar when it concerns myself. I have good days and bad days like all of us. Let's just be glad the good days outnumber the bad days by far lately.
"You've been drinking!" I told me father as I walked back in the den with my water.
"I swear I haven't," my father reparteed back letting me smell his breath.
I then asked to feel his forehead as he must be coming down with some illness. I wanted to see if he was running a fever. My father laughed nervously.
"It is just you never say much to me about my life like you just said to my brother," I told my father.
Like once in a thousand times before, my father and I took my medications and then gave Maggie fresh food and water. My father was soon on the way home after working a ten hour shift.
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