“I wouldn’t mind having another truck again, Graham. A quad cab with a protective grill on it” I told him. I could see he remembered I used to have one when they first arrived. I needed it as the road into the pack was horrible back then. But after Cheryl and I had four children, we needed to transport them around in an SUV.
“I think you should get a sports car, Dad, one like my Audi. I have no problems picking up girls in it. You should get a car, you still look good for your age. I am sure you can do the same” Forest told me. The desire I have to punch him right out of his chair runs through me. I cannot believe that this douche canoe is actually the sweet boy who couldn’t wait to grow up and be just like me. How did he miss the mark so badly? He was nothing at all like me, he was like
