Luther had been waiting for this moment. Seeing Dylan fail to present any valuable gift only confirmed his suspicions. He rushed forward, shouting, "Dylan, you're finally exposed as the broke loser you are! Mr. Pritt, I told you he couldn't be a big boss. How could a guy with a wife who's been sleeping around be anything but a boss?"
Then he continued, "Dylan, you've really hit rock bottom. Last year, at Grandma's birthday, you at least gave a gold earring. What happened? Can't even afford that now? If you're that strapped for cash, go buy a fake one for a few bucks at the market. There are so many gifts, Grandma won't notice!"
Just as Dylan opened his mouth to respond, Anna cut in first. "Luther, do you need to embarrass yourself even more? It's bad enough we're here for my birthday, bu
