”“Don’t I know it. Anyway, thank you very much for the gift. It made my week. I get a Father’s Day gift and I’m not even a father!”“You ...ill be, one of these days. I’m just getting into practice.” There was a silence on the line for a moment, then she said, “Can you get off work next Sunday and Monday?”Brad had a few days off saved. “Sure. Why?”“We’re coming to visit. Me, and Mom and Dad. I’ve been talking to Dad about opening a second store, and a couple miles from the entrance to a national. ..In ninth grade some of us got together and formed a garage band, much to the bitch’s dismay ... matter of fact, if she could have managed it, she woulda had us all jailed. We had many visits by the police after someone, naming no names, called it in as a nuisance report. It took Dad intervening to stop them from shutting us down to the point he rented an empty warehouse for us to practice in. We officially became money makers [wow! $50 a head] by the end of the school year, playing for. "Play along, use the picture as a focus, tell your mom what you wanted to say. I know it sounds silly, but it helped me," Nancy said as she crossed her legs.Shrugging his shoulders, he looked at the color 8x10 photograph, and said, "Mom, I love you, but at times I hated you. You treated me like garbage, as if it was my entire fault. All I wanted to do was..." tears suddenly started flowing and he started hitting his legs in frustration.Nancy moved quickly and wrapped her arms around him."That's. Then I called to Abover, “Mr Abover, you might as well leave. If you’re here when the police arrive, you’ll be an accessory, you know.”He looked uncertain, glancing back and forth between Wilbur and me.Wilbur growled at him, “You’d better not leave, you know,” and then he started toward me.I jumped up from my desk and called to the class, “Keep out of the way, everyone! Stay near a wall.”There were shrieks and shouts from all around as the kids moved away from me. I called to Denise to get safe.