Modified: 11/17/2029, 4:44PM
“I’ve Made A Terrible Mistake”
That’s my dad talking. He was grumpy all Thanksgiving Day long, even during the football game.
“I never should have gotten this cure,” he said.
“Why not?”
“You know I got laughed at the other day? I was walking to the supermarket and there was a group of kids outside the store. They couldn’t have been more than twelve. And they just sat there and laughed at me, calling me ‘old man’ and all that garbage.”
“So what?” I said. “They’re just kids.”
“Yeah, and they didn’t let me forget it. They were more than happy to let me know that I don’t belong in this world anymore. I feel like I’m stuck outside a ballroom window, watching a great party everyone but me got invited to.”
“I thought you were happy. I thought all your buddies got it.”
“They did. Ted Maxwell got it and then had his face done. They pulled his cheeks damn near behind his ears. He looks like a moron. I knew I shouldn’t have gotten this done. I knew it!” The tightly upholstered armrest of his dining chair had become worn and frayed. He angrily picked at the loose threads.
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