Our father was nowhere to be seen when I joined the girls in the living room. Kelly was sprawled across the love seat clicking through our movie channels while mom relaxed beside her on the sofa. Three glasses of wine were waiting on the coffee table, only one of them was still full.
"We were wondering when you were gonna show up," Kelly exclaimed as she continued her search.
"Sorry," I replied, taking a seat on the floor, "Kinda got caught up in something. Anything yet?"
"Nooo," her voice was filled with disappointment. "Nothing to get too excited over."
I reached down and grabbed my glass, eyeing Dad's red camera bag sitting all by itself on the table in the adjacent room. I took a big sip, feeling my concerns and hesitations begin to melt away.
I took a deep breath. "So Mom, I neve
