He Paid Rent to His Parents, but They Still Tried to Double It

father said. His voice had lost the iron authority it used to carry so easily.

“I am,” Adam said.

His father looked down at the paint can and tapped his thumb against the lid. “Your mother still talks about that couch, you know. She still tells people you took the light fixtures out of the ceiling.”

Adam gave him a small quiet smile. The kind that belongs continue reading …