The Emergence of the Legacy Man

Chapter Thirty Three

Sheila heaved a sigh from where she sat at the end of the dining table, distractedly stabbing mercilessly at her bacon. Today has proven just as yesterday to be stressful and annoying and the only difference was that she was able to convince her father to come down for dinner, with the help of her mother of course. She peeped up at her father who was stabbing his fork into his plate, barely trying to eat.

Mrs. Hockings cleared her throat, “Hey honey, do you care for more sauce?”

Mr. Hockings took his gaze off his plate and nodded absentmindedly, reaching for the bowl of sauce her mother was holding out to him. Sheila knew her father would not be eating that and she knew her mother knew that too but her mother was just trying to lighten up the tense atmosphere.

Sheila took her gaze to her father, who was staring at her but not at her, his eyes were glazed with a haunted look in them. In just a matter of days, Mr. Hockings has had drastic physical change, his eyes were dim and the eyeba