He and his son would be together on the drive home. He had rehearsed what he was going to say.
The young man got into the car and punched his radio station as usual. Halfway home the man turned the music off to be sure he had his son’s attention.
“You’re at an age when you can get a girl pregnant. I guess you know that, right?” he began.
“They taught us that a few years ago.” His son said, looking out the window
“Questions?” The man asked.
“I’m good.” The boy said.
“Okay, then.” His father replied.
They both reached for the radio.
