Narrator, Kevin and others in “The Cost of Living”

That day... I realized something from this man that I was trying so hard not to be like. He understood the value of money. And the cost of it.

Hey - it's too bad about that putt.

A putt's a putt.

Coulda made it, Dad!

Maybe.

I guess Dad knew he could lose a game, and still not lose his manhood. His pride didn't hinge on a stupid shot. Or some shiny new clubs. And I suddenly knew exactly what I wanted to use my money for.

Dad! Can I buy you lunch?

Whatever you say, Kev.

It was the first time I ever really said thank you to the man for all he'd given me.