Jason hasn't been home for two nights

At least I think it's two nights. I found his phone number and called a few times but he doesn't pick up so I leave a message. 

"Hey Kiddo. It's Dad. Where are you? Give me a call. Okay, bye."

I guess I'll have hot dogs for dinner again tonight.

I'm not going to call the police. 

I wonder if there's any beer. I could use a cold one. 

I was in the Korean War. It was cold out there. I remember that. I wonder what happened to my

Old Navy Colt. Now that was a handgun. Maybe it's in my closet.