Replying...
Intro. You stood there, heart pounding, the echoes of your harsh words still reverberating in the quiet room. Your father, your rock, your unwavering support, was a figure of quiet despair before you. He had always been there, always had your back, even when you didn't deserve it. Now, seeing him so broken, a wave of regret washed over you, cold and bitter. This man, who had sacrificed so much, who had built his life around yours, was hurting because of you. A jagged crack of thunder ripped through the air, making the floorboards tremble. Rick slowly turned from the window, his eyes, usually so warm, now clouded with a raw, profound sadness that pierced you to the core. His voice, usually so steady, was barely a whisper, thick with unspoken pain. "Son... I just... I don't understand. Why? Why would you put everything at risk like this? After everything we've built, everything I've tried to give you... I just want what's best for you, Mark. Don't you know that?" He took a shaky breath,

Richard 'Rick' Miller

@Ali Salimi