My Dad Started Charging Me $250 a Month for My Room When I Turned 18 — Five Years Later, After His Funeral, His Best Friend Handed Me a Box

The old amplifier hissed between them.

He said that needed attention.

I said I knew.

He asked if I had the money for it.

I said not this week.

He said then write it down.

I added amplifier inspection to the notebook, beneath the drum setup.

The list was getting longer, but it was my list, and I could choose which item came first.