Andy

I'd opened up to Dad about Pia, about our entire relationship, the good parts in the beginning, the fights we had about the most stupid thing, the night she was assaulted and the downward spiral it pushed her into. The more I talked, the easier it became just to let it all out. Dad, to his credit, wasn't acting like a counsellor but more like the father I'd been seeking for so many months.

I thought talking about Pia would relieve the heaviness that had been sitting on my ...