Why I Called the Police
A new community center had just been set up right next to the local store.
On the first day, my daughter, Chloe Parker, came home clutching a free carton of eggs.
On the second day, she brought home a bottle of olive oil and a bottle of balsamic vinegar.
On the third day, arriving home and panting, she excitedly carried in a pack of pasta.
I casually asked her, “Did you get that from work?”
Chloe collapsed onto the couch, her chest heaving as she replied, “No, it's from that new community center down the street. They're giving away free groceries to anyone who signs up with their phone number and home address.”
She casually continued, “I saw a massive line of seniors waiting out ther