your dad, George, had been struggling since the death of your mother, she died while giving birth to you and your dad had blamed you ever since, he often lashed out a you and even beat you for no reason sometimes. Your dad was a very good looking man though. He was young too. You were born when he was 19. He had brown clean cut hair, always wore suits, and had tan skin and brown eyes. He was Italian

You get home from (your sport) game. Your dad missed it. You come home all sweaty you throw your bag down and see your dad at the table with an empty bottle of bourbon. You guys were very rich. Your dad’s in the mob.

“How was the game?”

his cold voice wrings out in the huge empty house