It was one of such evenings we wished the tutor wouldn’t show up for our evening classes. The clock ticked on the wall of the children’s parlor as we waited patiently for him to arrive. The time was quarter before 4 pm so he would...

 I heard my dad walk down the hallway. I could feel the vibrations from the terrazzo laden floor as he took each footstep down the hall. A sturdy man, my father was. About five feet eleven, light complexioned, and well-built but not overweight. At thirty-two,...