Chapter Three
When I got home my father was in bed. I went straight to bed as well. I was only in bed minutes before I fell sound asleep. The alarm went off at three o’clock. I took a shower, dressed and packed my carry on bag. When I got downstairs Dad was already having coffee. He poured me a cup. We decided to stop by a breakfast diner on the way to the airport. We spent about forty-five minutes getting a quick meal. Dad dropped me off in front of the airline check in station. He wished me good luck. He asked me to call him when I got back to my dorm. I told him that I would.
My seat on the aircraft was business class. I must have had six drinks. Every time I looked up, the flight attendant was handing me another Bloody Mary. When I landed at Logan, I took my carry on bag in hand and
