One thing I noticed in the weeks that followed. It was often midnight when Klark returned home. Maybe his too busy at the office so it's late and the kids can't catch up him on dinner. He often arrives late, because I'm the one who always open the door every time he knocks. Sometimes he often smells of alcohol and drunk.

I sighed. I always wanted to ask what the problem was and but I think I don't have to, because he might say I was very informed.

He might say I'm very knowledgeable. I also ask him about work and say hello, he always says.

"It's okay."

"Well, what’s...