In the Christian parenting books he authored, we were always the perfect family. This was not the way my father would have written our story. After years of trying, we had finally caught my father soliciting sex from strangers. The camera recorded its own reflection in the dark glass as they waited. They pulled up to him like they were waiting at a stoplight. They sped after him until he stopped just as abruptly as he’d taken off. When he realized it was his two sons in the car, and not the guy who had responded to his personal ad, he hit the gas and his tires screeched as he took off in the opposite direction. Was that something you did when you were meeting a teenager for sex in the alley behind a sporting goods store? They drove closer, unsure of what would happen next.ĭad had sent the time and location for the meet-up, expecting a quickie.
I never noticed how dark his windows were tinted, but now it made sense.
The video camera focused on Dad’s car in the distance. My brothers started recording as soon as they hit the parking lot.
