This morning, I woke up with a headache. But thanks to Uncle Liam, there was a pill and bottle of water on my bedside drawer by the time I woke up. Under the satchel was a note that reads: " Lunch is at 2pm." Grateful that Dad didn't force me awake, I struggled out of bed, checking out my wall clock. It was just a few minutes past 9 and there was time for me to get some chores done to appease Dad in the afternoon.

I took the pills and went straight to the bathroom. As I was washing, my mind drifted to the happenings of last night. What...