i took one last drag of my cigarette before crushing it with my shoe, one hand in my left pocket, all my weight resting on my left leg, my right hand at my side with a bouquet of flowers. I cane to your father, and your childhood home, for dinner. I was slightly new to the job, my first month, and your father wanted me over for dinner. I wore a brown suit, with a black tie and white button down. You were a college student, but it was fall break for you.