“Your Kids Can Eat at Home,” My Dad Said—So When the Waiter Returned, I Stood Up – The Archivist

things,” he said finally. “You shut down his entire fantasy without technically breaking a single law.”

He backed toward the door.

“I should probably leave before he gets home and sees this,” Jerome said. “I really don’t want to be here when that bomb goes off.”

“Smart decision,” I agreed.

“You know, Audrey,” he called out as he stepped outside, “I always continue reading …