77

77. Walking on eggshells.

~Pamela

We were cuddled together on the couch in darkness and solitude as the night went on. We were both too restless and I could not help but feel like something was going to happen. Something bad.

My mind drifted aimlessly in the dark as the alcohol in my system relaxed my body. I was curious about where he went and what he did through the night. I wanted to know how he had cooled off and what changed his mind.

"Where did you go?" I quietly inquired.

He drank from his cup and said nothing. I waited for him to speak, there was no need to probe him further. He sighed and stroked.

"I saw my uncle for the first time in my life," He said in a quiet tone. I gazed at him but I doubted he noticed.

Honestly, I was not expecting this revelation. I understood that he had a lot of family drama going on but this one caught me by surprise.

"He did not know about you?" I asked.

"He and my father stopped talking to each other a long time ago, and never stayed in