Chapter 25

“No. See, that was the thing about my Mom. She did what her head told her.” He gave a snort of laughter. “That was one of Grandma’s favorite sayings, and when she said it, we knew it wasn’t meant as a compliment. She and Grandpa were easygoing with me, though, maybe because they were in their late sixties when I was born. Dad let me fly down every summer to stay with them for a couple of weeks. Grandpa would take me out in the Everglades on a fan boat, or we’d go fishing in the Gulf or he’d let me watch him make wine. Grandma always thought I wasn’t eating enough, so she’d cook up a storm. Sometimes my cousins would be there too, but not often. Uncle Tony blamed Dad for the accident, and he…he didn’t want his kids hanging out with me.”

“That’s not fair. It wasn’t your fault.”