It was no surprise that half way through my Economics class that someone came to call me to the headmaster's office. Nor was it when I walked in and found my father sitting in one of the chairs.
"Dad? I..." I didn't have to ask what he was doing here. As per the threat he had fired at me on the phone a couple of days ago.
"Alec, please take a seat." The headmaster interrupted the tense eye contact that went on between my father and I.
I took to my father's left and stared at the headmaster. It had been years since I was inside this office. From my count it was the week of the disciplinary committee that had convened for the issue with Lucas two years ago.
And I was sure my father was remembering that day as vividly as I was. Give him whatever father-of-the-year award, but my dad was no
