"Oh yeah? Why?" Justin busied himself with cleaning up his work area and placing tools back where they went.
"Because I fucking wanted too." I gave him the glare but he ignored it. "Anyway, here." I pulled a small laminated card out of my wallet and placed it atop his huge drink cup. He finished his clean up work and came over and picked the card up by the edges. He just stared at it for a long time before he managed to choke down the tears. When he spoke his voice cracked, but not much. I was proud of him.
"Thank you." Justin stared at the small card. There, between laminated pieces of plastic, was his picture. Beside the picture were a ton of confusing numbers. Social security, birthdate, address, but his eyes were locked onto his name. Justin P. Smith.
"Come on. Go get cleaned up. I'll take you out to eat." I lit another cigg and smiled.
"Okay. I'll hurry." He placed the card back down gently and turned for the shower.
"Fuck that. Scrub well. Take your time."
"Okay boss." It wasn't long till the sound of the shower filled the air. I flipped on the radio. Some deep voiced DJ was reading about a the shooting death only hours ago of a court Justice. Police were on the case but had no leads as of yet. I smiled and took a long drag off my cigarette.
"Because I fucking wanted too." I gave him the glare but he ignored it. "Anyway, here." I pulled a small laminated card out of my wallet and placed it atop his huge drink cup. He finished his clean up work and came over and picked the card up by the edges. He just stared at it for a long time before he managed to choke down the tears. When he spoke his voice cracked, but not much. I was proud of him.
"Thank you." Justin stared at the small card. There, between laminated pieces of plastic, was his picture. Beside the picture were a ton of confusing numbers. Social security, birthdate, address, but his eyes were locked onto his name. Justin P. Smith.
"Come on. Go get cleaned up. I'll take you out to eat." I lit another cigg and smiled.
"Okay. I'll hurry." He placed the card back down gently and turned for the shower.
"Fuck that. Scrub well. Take your time."
"Okay boss." It wasn't long till the sound of the shower filled the air. I flipped on the radio. Some deep voiced DJ was reading about a the shooting death only hours ago of a court Justice. Police were on the case but had no leads as of yet. I smiled and took a long drag off my cigarette.
