Bunny Fastard wrote:
Reader of books wrote:Runs in the family...
Anticipating a beating was the worst thing. I remember Dad would come home from work and I'd be upstairs in my room. He worked as a fundraiser for a children's charity. I'd hear him at the door fumbling around with his keys, swearing and muttering to himself. Usually he was drunk, which meant I was pretty much guaranteed a beating unless he fell asleep first.
Ah, so that's where Rob got the idea that you could make a living as a fundraiser. Like father like son.
I wonder if Rob and his old man are in collusion when it comes to Rob's scamming career. "Rob old son, give them the old sob story, you know, deprived and beaten as a child, works every time, fine by me, no one knows I'm your Dad, as long as I get my cut."