"Oh, I like how you think!" Dad laughed, "Tell you what, my job is getting the pizza yours is to remember to light some damn candles before she gets home so the house doesn't stink."
"Deal." I told him, "You want me to start on your old desk?"
"Sure. Just put everything in a couple of small boxes so I can go through it later, I want to get that old thing into the garage today."
"Got it." I stood up and looking around the shambles of the office, found a small box to start with.
Dad had turned to leave, but then stopped, "Just don't go opening any boxes or anything, I have some client info in there."
"Yeah, because I'm going to steal their identities." I rolled my eyes.
"Just do what I asked, okay, smart ass?"
"Yes sir." I gave him a mock salute.
I went over to his desk and starting
