Tyler
The drive out to my father’s place is long, and it gives me a lot of time to think. This is the first time I’ve seen him since the night I punched him in the mouth. But he was glad to hear from me when I called. He must have known from the sound of my voice that I needed him.
I hadn"t wanted to hit my father all those years ago. A discussion about my daughter had turned heated, like most discussions with my old man did. I had mentioned the trouble we were having getting a proper diagnosis for Lily, and I was still deep in the thick of coming to terms with why we couldn"t have just had a child who was normal.
The thing about my father is that I can never win. The last thing he wants is for me to be like him, but at the same time, that"s also exactly what he wants. It made growing u
