After the last time Chuck’s Pizza got robbed, Dad told me, “If some guy pulls a gun on you and tells you to open the cash register, open the cash register. Don’t try to be a hero. Call the police after he leaves.”

I didn’t know what to say. Did he know?

When I asked Daniel, he said, “Not a chance. Well, maybe subconsciously.” Continue reading Haley: Part 2 →