I didn’t want to hide my father’s infidelity from her, she didn’t deserve it.

MY FATHER, THE MUSICIAN BY ALEX TORNAI 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 31

The gray morning dragged a blanket of dense fog over the city, but that didn’t stop my father from whistling in the shower. His bravado echoed throughout the apartment, reaching the kitchen where his girlfriend was cleaning the dishes. She wasn’t a whistler. When she tried it sounded m…