Yes, Vaughn might be able to get the situation under control, but only Lyle himself would be able to make things right again. And he had to do it right then and there, regardless of his father’s urging that they take the conversation away and hide it.
“He remembered you, Randy,” Lyle said quietly. “He called you Dad’s flutterfly. I thought it was so weird that he knew you. I mean, how random can the universe really be, right? So as I was driving here, trying to think everything through, I have to admit that it crossed my mind that you might have been involved. That you set me up, you know? So I get your mistrust. I get your suspicion. But, I also have to tell you that I could never get that thought to take root.” He reached up and tapped his temple. “It never sounded right in here. You we
