Answer:
his father's restaurant every summer since he was eight years old, and now finally, at 15, he had landed a real job. On most mornings, he let
the throngs of people become a blur around him as he steered the heavy rack of swinging suits down the sidewalk careful not to run over
any toes. But today, he happened to glance up and spy a familiar face. There at the street corner stood Pauls father, looking oddly small and
frail amid the rushing people? I'm not sure
