Chapter 15
"Hello, Father. I know you probably heard I got out. I didn't want you to find out through the grapevine. I'm sorry for the problems I've caused." There was a pause. "This is Cal, in case you were wondering."
Charles stared off into space as he listened to the message again.
Was Cal being a smart-ass, or did he really think I'd forget the sound of my own son's voice?
What he wanted to know was why the call. To get back on his good side? To get his job back? None of which was going to happen, at least not yet. Not without a lot of ass kissing on his part. This was a good start, but he had a long way to go.
Cal always had delusions of grandeur. Charles was glad he hadn't asked for his job back. Cal had told everyone he managed the store, but the best Charles could do was give
