A Weakening

The boy said, “I saw you yesterday on Hyde Street.”  His father said nothing. “And who you were with,” the boy added. Still nothing from his father, whose head hung down now. “You told me it was over,” the boy said. “It was,” his father replied. “Then what happened yesterday?” “A relapse,” his father answered. “A weakening,” the boy said. “You could call it that,” his father said. “Which reminds me,” the boy said, “that I’d like a good raise in my allowance.”  “But I give you a good allowance now,” his father said. “I could ask mom,” the boy said.  His father threw up his hands. “You got it,” he sighed.

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