The last $100 — Where did it go?

My brother needs it more.

He might have a place to live.

I heard he found work at an optometrist's office in Koreatown.

Six years since his last job.

At last?

My dad also needs it.

One day he had a dry cleaners and a bed.

The next he was in jail.

The next in his mother's senior home.

Over 60 years old was her son.

She yelled, "Who is this stranger in my home?"

Her memory had been fading for years.

That year, my dad and I held hands.

No events less damning could have made that happen.

But at the point of suicide

Personalities finally fade.

We had a moment in the parking lot,

I could finally show that I cared.

I took my dad's money and he went back to Korea.

The last $100 — Where did it go?

My brother needs it more.

He might have a place to live.

I heard he found work at an optometrist's office in Koreatown.

Six years since his last job.

At last?

My dad also needs it.

One day he had a dry cleaners and a bed.

The next he was in jail.

The next in his mother's senior home.

Over 60 years old was her son.

She yelled, "Who is this stranger in my home?"

Her memory had been fading for years.

That year, my dad and I held hands.

No events less damning could have made that happen.

But at the point of suicide

Personalities finally fade.

We had a moment in the parking lot,

I could finally show that I cared.

I took my dad's money and he went back to Korea.