Eva hurried down the stairs while checking the contents in her bag to make sure it was complete. She got down to the living room and saw her dad sitting on the couch, looking exhausted and depressed with a half empty bottle of beer in his hands. She was surprised he was home at that time and was more surprised to see him drinking alcohol. A habit he had stopped few years ago. She slowly made her way to the couch next to his and sat down.
“Dad!” She called, setting her bag on the floor.
“Hey honey” He raised up his head to look at her, forcing a fake smile.
“What happened? Why are you home? And what are you doing with that?" She asked, eyeing the bottle.
He sighed with embarrassment and disappointment, more disappointed in himself.
“The mayor is suggesting I step down as the sheriff”
