My Parents Saw My Son And Knew

holding it. Not the owner. Not the managers. You.”

Dad stood up so fast the recliner footrest snapped shut.

“That’s bullshit.”

“Is it?”

He stopped.

That was all the answer I needed.

Mom turned to him slow. “Frank?”

He didn’t look at her.

“Frank.”

He sat back down. The skin around his ears went red.

Finally he said, “It was one shipment. My supervisor said the continue reading …