Genetic mystery?

Life is a delicious mystery but some of its mysteries are less than toothsome.

I lost my last brother recently, to alcoholism. At 51 it had eaten him alive, ripped through his liver and made him unable and unwilling to fight death. But it had already torn his desire to live and in the end, death was a victory for him.

Geoff was a brilliant man with a scarred but handsome beauty and a six-year-old daughter, Viveca Eve. His union with her mother had ended three years ago, a victim of his disease, but he continued to see Viveca and considered her his greatest gift.

Why, then, could he not have lived for her?

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