I Flew In to Surprise My Son on His 32nd Birthday — and Found Him Living in a Car With My Twin Grandsons

David’s hands were shaking under the table.

I reached over the low rail of the gallery and put a firm hand on his shoulder.

“You don’t need to defeat her today, son,” I said, low.

He half-turned.

“Then what do I do?”

“You tell the truth,” I said.