Arthur had just poured salt all over it. As my father stared him down, the

en, his superiority to every other man on the planet. He decided to take his boat out on the lake, alone. He didn't secure i

face a mask of pure panic. David, who had been grilling burgers on the patio with Carol and

clawing and scratching, pulling David under with him. It was a desperate struggle. From the shore, we could

per hold, to start towing the sputtering, thrashing old man back toward the shore. He got him to th

r. He took two steps toward the shore and then he just... stopped. His face went slack. He clutched his

he paramedics said it was a massive heart attack, brought on by the sudden exertion and the

to a million pieces. Little Leo didn't understand where his daddy had gone. And

I overheard him talking t

ipping a glass of whiskey. "The man wasn't very bright.

al-time to absolve himself of any responsibility, any guilt. He never once spoke to Carol, never once offered a w

of a crowded restaurant. A man who had stood by and watched h

like flint. "You are no longer welcome in my life. You will not s

to the door

an unbreakable wall. Arthur looked from my father' s face to mine, to my mot

the restaurant, leaving behind the wreckage of his own pa