Tequila/Monk

Where were you then?

July 17, 2016

“Blah blah blah, where were you then?”, my oldest sister demanded, speaking about a particular night many years ago.

“Well, let’s see ... I had just turned eighteen years old, dad was drunk, and I was driving him home so he didn’t kill anyone on the road. That’s where I was.”

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