Chapter 31
"Hello, Father."
"Wondered when you'd show up."
Cal shoved his hands in his pockets so his father wouldn't see his clenched fists. "I've wanted to come and see you for a while but I—" He let his voice break just a tiny bit but enough that it was noticeable. His father's slight head tilt let him know that he'd succeeded. Thank God, he'd practiced that damn little inflection enough.
"How are you? You look good."
His father eyed him. He felt like he was being dissected to see if he had any worth, any purpose.
"What do you want, Cal?"
Cal looked down and made a slight movement back and forth with the toe of his left shoe. It was something he had done when he was 12 and had gotten in trouble with his father.
"I thought … I heard about Scott … This was a bad idea. I just wante
