Happy Father’s Day
Not long after, we were on our way out of the fairgrounds, Charlie riding shotgun, me on the shelf, but handling it well.
“Me and Mindy were looking at mug shots,” Charlie said.
“See anyone you know?”
Charlie laughed. Laughter: that’s the best human sound, and kid laughter is the best of the best. Then Charlie stopped laughing and his face got serious. The serious look on a kid’s face is always interesting.
“There sure are lots of bad guys, Dad,” he said. “How come?”
Bernie glanced over at Charlie. “No one really knows,” he said, “but I can tell you what I think.”
“It’s about conscience.” Oops. I was lost already. “You know – a sense of right and wrong.” Oh, that. “Everyone starts out with one but the more you override it, the weaker it gets. Remember when the threads got stripped on the thing that attaches the propane tank to the barbecue?”
from To Fetch A Thief.
Welcome perp catcher, Ziva.
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