“I must be crazy. I've lost it. Completely lost it. Courtney, how are you going to explain this? How am I going to explain this brand new car to Dylan? How am I going to drive this back to the office? They'll think I stole the money from my own son to buy a car!”
everyone individually.
“Not right now, Dyl. It’s almost midnight, everyone is in bed. And so should you. Go brush your teeth.”
Now my baby is going away too. When he comes back from college I won't be able to send him to brush his teeth anymore. As much as I root for him to grow into a young man, it will hurt to see him go. He won’t call his poor mother anymore, just like it happens in the movies. And I will complain about it. Just like in the movies. And see him on Christmas. Damn… I've spent so much time working to bring him up and now that it happened… What am I going to do with myself?
If there's enough money after the sale of this car, maybe I’ll go on a cruise and try to see some of those places that man talked so much about.