#Chapter24

I can hear the clock ticking as I step into the house and shut the door behind me silently.

It's almost midnight.

I had been working the night-shift at the pump across the street to earn some money for my mother's chemotherapy.

I start to tip-toe towards the stairs, hoping, praying, that he isn't awake.

I've almost made it to the stairs when his voice halts me.

My whole body freezes in fear. My heart races wildly.

"Where have you been?!" His voice booms, cutting through the silence of the house. His voice is slurred I can practically smell the alcohol on his breath from here.

"I asked you...