You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make ‘em drink.
“All right, what?”
“All right, I’ll prove it. I trust you enough to leave town tomorrow.”
You do a double-take. “You’re f*****g kidding me, right?”
“In fact, I’m not.”
You ball your fists and take a deep breath, and you’re so transparent in your anger. “But tomorrow morning is kinder orientation. I’ve told you that a million times…”
I fold my lips, and then I smile, but just a little. Happy people add fuel to the fire of those who are not. Right now you’re not the least bit happy, and that means I need to tread carefully. “My flight is in the afternoon.”
“Yeah, well—it doesn’t matter. You’ll still be distracted…”
“I will not. I’ll be the most non-distracted, most present father there.” You roll your eyes at my response and
