The sun is shining today. In the morning, my mom and I sneaked out while my dad was snoring loudly. (You can read out loud or in your head. Snoring can only make a noise) He had had quite a bit to drink last night. We were invited to a friend's house. My mom left a note for my dad on the fridge; he would probably feel really disoriented when he finally woke up. How did he end up in his bed, and where was everyone? I couldn't help but grin just thinking about it. As I expected, around noon, he texted my mom asking what had happened. He didn’t notice that note, I can imagine him hobbling to the bathroom with his eyes squinting, like walking up from a dream. It's a good thing he has us, or one day he might find himself waking up in a ditch.