"I saw Mom today." Sam commented quietly to his father after Stevie and Stacey had been sent off to do their homework.
"What?" The older man looked up in shock, dropping the plate he was washing into the sink. "Where Sam?"
"At school. She apparently knows the glee club."
"I told you that group was bad news Samuel."
"Dad! It's not like they knew! Focus please."
"Right. I'm sorry. So you saw your mother at glee club. What did she say?"
"Nothing. She was just as surprised to see me as I was to see her."
"I don't know what to tell you sport. I'm guessing she has no intention of coming home so…" Mr. evans sighd tiredly.
"I know. I'm pretty sure she was drunk Dad."
"I wish I could tell you that's surprising Sam but you know it as well as I do. I'm sorry you had to deal with her."
"It's fine. I'm fine. I'll finish the dishes for you."
"Thanks kid. I've got to get ready to leave." He turned to look up at the clock. "I'll see you tomorrow morning. Don't stay up too late. And Stace…"
"Needs a bath. I've got it covered Dad."
"You're awesome sport. See you."
"I love you Dad." Sam said softly as the door slammed shut and Mr. Evans headed off to his second, underpaying job. He turned too look out the small grimy window as he grabbed a plate and the sponge. "I love you too Mom, wherever you are." Furiously brushing away the tear that fell unwanted, Sam headed up to perform his daily task; making sure his baby siblings at least had a semi-normal life.
A/N: so you know the drill. please review!