A Car Full of Children
Mom took the cookie box and threw it into the backseat. We all attacked the cookie box. Dad was calm like Cape Canaveral on Countdown. We were fighting over the cookies, shoving them into our mouths, cookies flying everywhere. Dad drove the car into the yard and parked, and I thought he had probably finished calculating the depreciation on his car.
His life is mostly made up of serious business, and it’s not often you see him laughing, and I guess a car full of dogs and children is a challenge way too big for him to smile.