You got it little girl (4)

A couple days later mom gets a call from Aunt Susan saying Uncle Roger has to take a two-day trip to the VA, leaving her alone. Mom hops in the car to visit. It’s just Charlie and I alone. We get through the day together, mostly doing our best to ignore one another. It’s amazing how well my stepdad is at acting like nothing happened. But then something does happen. It’s nighttime and he’s sitting downstairs in the living room, enjoying an old paperback while drinking fine whiskey. I come into the room, playfully rub my arm over the couch, give him eyes. He doesn’t bother looking up from his book, just turns the pages with one hand, sips his whiskey with the other. I’m about to give up when he finally speaks. “Want some?” “Some ‘what’?” “Whiskey.” I cross my arms over my chest. “That’s against the rules.” Charlie stares into my eyes, swirls the ice around in his glass. “Fuck the rules.” My heart starts racing. Fuck the rules? My God...what’s gotten into this man? But I know what’s gott