“I am going to give you a 12 pack of diet Cokes and a carton of cigarettes and you’ve got to make them last for the week,” Old Fuss and Feathers told me. “You can’t come back asking for more.”
“What brought this about?” I asked my father warily.
“I just feel you’re ready for the responsibility,” he told me. “You’ve been doing so well lately.”
I was flabbergasted. This is such a big step for me and my father as well. He’s been bringing them by the house or I would go pick them up for many years now.
“Are you still going to stop by and see me and Maggie sometimes?” I asked him.
“I sure will,” my father replied. “I’ll come by on the nights I work.”
“You know how Maggie loves you and Charlie.”
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