by C. J. Anaya
Waking up in the morning was difficult. Not only was I tired from the events of the night before, but I felt a little off and wondered if I should have actually eaten my lasagna.
After getting showered and dressed for the day I quickly made my way down the stairs. I still hadn’t heard a peep from my father and wondered if he’d slept through his alarm. As I entered the kitchen and pulled some cereal down from the cupboard I noticed a note taped to the refrigerator.
Got called in early this morning.
Will see you later tonight.
Love,
Dad
I was surprised I hadn’t heard him leave. I was usually a pretty light sleeper. I poured some Wheaties into a bowl and turned toward the fridge to get some milk. That’s when I heard an odd noise coming from the living room.