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They had lived in the same apartment building for years, but they had never met. He had done odd jobs for her father, who was the superintendent, and she knew all of his aunts and uncles and many of his cousins because her grandfather lived on the same street as his grandmother. It wasn’t until the superintendent invited him to dinner that he met her. They began dating soon after that. But the parents didn’t become better acquainted until the superintendent had brandished a gun in a nearby bar and someone had called the police. The young man went to his father and told him that he needed him to hide the bullets from the superintendent’s gun. That way, the police couldn’t charge him with assault with a deadly weapon; an unloaded gun only amounted to a misdemeanor. The young man’s father agreed to help, and when the superintendent was bailed out, he came and thanked the young man’s parents for helping him out. He left with the bullets, of course.

About the Author
Marco Kaufman has published in several different fields, including literary criticism, medical writing, and Holocaust historicism and currently writes on The Big Book of Grievances, his weblog of short fiction, flash fiction, and works in progress.

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