Jimmy had been standing in the doorway of his bedroom listening to his sons' off the wall conversation when Matthew had emerged from the stairs, stopping to speak with his father. "Hi dad," said Matthew, walking to his room.
"Hey son," answered Jimmy.
"Are you ready for my big hockey game against Windsor tomorrow?"
"Of course, after all, I am my son's biggest fan. How about you-are you ready to kick some ass," Jimmy inquired, trying to strike up conversation with his now adolescent son, all the while attempting to forget what his body was telling him.
"As always," said Matthew, ending yet another short lived talk between father and son, Jimmy often blamed this on what people called a "generation gap" and obviously, that was what was going on here.

Jimmy then headed downstairs to greet Zach, who was found to be entirely engrossed in the Pythagorean Theorem and numerous postulates. He glanced over his shoulder to see what it was exactly his son had been calculating, when Zach turned to his father.
"Good afternoon dad," Zach greeted. "Did you sleep well today?" Regardless of whatever the circumstances might have been, Zach seemed to worry about his father's safety.
"Yeah, I guess. What are you working on here?" asked a curious Jimmy, who at this time pretended not to know.
"Just some algebra homework-Pythagorean Theorem, stuff like that. Do you really think bad things happen in this town at night when everyone should be asleep?"
"Well, seems how we live in a town called Rome, things here always defy the odds. Why do you ask?"
"It's just," Zach paused, "That it seems as though if everyone were asleep, then no crime would be committed, and well, you wouldn't have to work this 'third shift.'"
The sheriff just looked at his thirteen-year old son, stuck for and answer that tried to make sense to him. 'How do you explain to a child that it's a part of your job sometimes?' he wondered. While searching for an answer, he managed to get to the refrigerator and pull out leftovers from the previous night's dinner. He then proceeded to answer his son's question in the following manner: "You're right, if everyone were asleep, then there wouldn't be any crime, however, sometimes there are people who thrive to be out all night and like to cause problems. That's where the sheriff's department steps in-to prevent civil unrest." Jimmy sat down next to Zach, waiting for a reply-it finally came after five minutes.
"Oh. I guess that makes sense," Zach stated, now packing up his algebra book and headed for the stairs.

To Be Continued..