Chapter 30

After a black out I open my eyes to the smell of disinfectants. Thankfully it wasn't a hospital unlike the previous times, I had such attacks. It was my room, my bed in my house. Liam was sitting beside me on a chair holding my hand. My body requires an immediate liver transplant for the amount of drinking I did in the last fifteen years trying to get away from the reminiscences of Christina, my beautiful wife but I'm against the surgery. Happiness has betrayed me over all my years of patience waiting for my wife to come back and now I have lost all my hopes on life. What surprised me was that this time when I wake up from my bed, my son who is always calm and composed, had a monstrous irate on his features. Taking a heavy breath in an attempt to tranquilize himself he speaks to me in determination. "Dad I know I am not supposed to speak like this to my father but now I'm losing my fortitude by your insouciant actions. I already lost my mother when I was less than two years old and I