#Chapter16
The drive home was just full of silence, Morgan told me he wanted to get all the information about my dad before he told me, he didn't want to leave anything out or get it wrong. I was now trying to remember the times with my dad, the complete opposite to what I've tried to do these last few years. But every time I'd think about him, it was all happy times not at all what the guy said he was like. Then a memory soon pops into my mind, one I didn't even know I had.
I would have been about five years old, Marley was playing football in the back garden while I was reading some book. My dad walks in the house throwing his keys by the door, he makes his way into the living room sending me a little wave, while my mum called his name. He sends me a smile before walking into the kitchen, I turn back to my book but could faintly hear their conversation from the other room.