He rubbed his temples furiously and sighed. This whole situation was frustrating him to no end. Everything was complicated right now. There was so much pressure coming his way, and he felt powerless to cope with it. And worst of all, he felt incredibly guilty. If it wasn't for him, their marriage might never have broken down in the first place. All he could think of was how terrible his life must be. How many times had he wished that he was dead instead? How many times had he wished that they would just disappear? And yet, he had no one to blame except himself. It was his fault that their parents had fallen ill. His fault that they had lost control of themselves and had hurt Lynda in the process. His fault that his father hadn't been able to help them any longer. His fault that they had b
