C25 Don’t be so shy, Mia

MIA

The whole house was a mess, broken bottles of beer, empty cans, and cigarettes littered the living room. Cushions were tossed across the floor, a vase lay shattered near the coffee table, and the distinct smell of whiskey hung in the air.

What the hell happened when I was gone?

“Dad?” I called, my voice echoing through the house. No answer. I climbed the stairs, taking two at a time