A Changed Man

A little ruffled, a little disgruntled, I turned around to leave the barn, phone in hand and resisting the impulse to give it a good strong toss across the open plains. Not out of anger, I was barely even frustrated too - I don't know - after what I've heard, and after what I've said, I just needed something solid to throw around, I guess. 

I really thought Hayley was gonna call back.

Let's face it, Harry was kind of a piece of shit. But he was a piece of shit that was trying and seeing him struggle, fighting against the unbeatable, and very nearly resisting at that, spoke more than any sorry ever could… and I just thought that maybe, his kids ought to know about it. 

Still, there was no excuse for what he did, and more than likely there was no forgiving either. Or was there? What if it were me? What if I were his kid, what if I loved him? Like Nick? Could I have forgiven him? Could I have turned a blind eye to his misdeeds?