it was the 5th of december, a cold rainy morning and i woke up and my dad told me, “i’m gonna get some milk be right back”. i watched him go down the steps and into the rainy street ahead, no umbrella. i watched him walk until he disappeared from my line of vision.

i’m 20 years old now. he still hasn’t come back from his grocery trip. maybe he’s having problems selecting the right type of milk; soy, almond, chocolate flavored or gluten free. i’m lactose intolerant anyway. i hope he comes back soon.