The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

the silver Audi I’d found behind the barn—$68,000. Made a down payment on a luxury condo in Chicago that I’d never heard about—$150,000. The condo where he was apparently planning to live with someone named Jennifer who turned out to be a “business development consultant” he’d been seeing for eight months.

The affair was almost funny in how predictable continue reading …