After Six Years of Payments, My Dad Laughed and Said There Was No Account

A few forks paused mid-air. A few heads turned. My father looked at my mother and my mother looked at her plate.

What savings account? he said.

The one I’ve been paying two thousand dollars a month into for six years.

He stared at me for a moment. Then he laughed. Not nervously. Genuinely, the way a person laughs at a joke they actually find funny. Myra,continue reading …