A few short days later, my father came home. Four weeks ago, he went to my grandmother’s house to get sober. After all the crying and begging to come pick him, he seemed to be in a pretty good mood when he arrived back at home. Not only was he in a good mood, I was surprised at how healthy he looked. I was surprised as I thought he would come home upset with me that it took so long for him to get home.
However, his good mood did not deceive me. I figured he was in a good mood because he was back and he could get back to the drinking grind. But, the first day he got back, we went to a family barbecue where beer was available – I thought this would be dangerous for him – but he did not drink a single drop. I still remained skeptical because when we got home, my dad went to his favorite chair in front of the television and as he was watching TV, the look in his eyes told me something different.
It was like he was not watching TV at all, he was just blankly staring at the TV with a glare in his eye. This was the moment I figured I would watch his actions over the next few days to see if he would do anything rash. At this point, I knew two things: 1. my mom was leaving on Sunday (two days from then) and 2. my dad was putting on a show for my mom so she would not demand that he come back with her to my grandmothers.
On Saturday, he went to a baseball game to where I was sure he would drink. But, 9 innings later, he arrived back home sober. Then, Sunday rolled around and I was sure that he would run out the door as soon as my mother left. However, that was not the case, he still seemed happy and it looked like he may stay sober this time.