I FOUND ALMOST $3,500 IN MY 13-YEAR-OLD SON’S PIGGY BANK

I was going for that look. Makes it more exciting.”

I press my hands to my temples. “Oh my God…”

The tattooed man holds up a hand. “Look, lady. I just make the candy. Been doing it for years. Artisanal, clean. I sell at festivals and online, too. Your kid came to me. I didn’t force him into anything.”

I glare at him. “I should call the cops on you anyway.continue reading …