"Henry ! Henry, you’re going to be late for work. Get your lazy self out of bed and get dressed, right now !"
"Okay, Mom, okay. I’m sorry. I’ll be ready in a couple of minutes."
Whenever his mother yelled at him like that he thought about that old radio show tape Aunt Esther once played for him of a show called "The Aldrich Family" where every episode began with a woman"s voice yelling "Henry…Henry Aldrich!” and the kid’s response, in a teenager’s cracked voice being, "Coming, Mother."
Henry was what almost anyone would call a good boy…a very good boy. His mother, however, tended to be extra strict with him because he reminded her so much of that wretched bastard who suddenly died and left her alone to care for herself and her two sons. According to her, he was never doing enough, and n
