Blake
Even though my brain tells me those are very real possibilities, my heart begs me to keep trying to keep working to get through to my daughter and see if I can fix things before it's too late.
“I'm kind of starting to worry about you. Do we need to call someone?” Sandra says the words while gently putting her hand on mine, stopping me from drinking the next shot. I pull away and down the liquor before glancing over at Rico.
“I'm fine, just want to drink in peace.” I know he'll absolutely understand and it's easier for him to talk to Sandra about this kind of thing than it would be for me.
Rico puts his hands on Sandra's shoulders. “He's fine. Just let him deal with things his own way, okay? I'll keep an eye on him, I promise.” As he says the words to Sandra, I find myself wonderi
