Either you take care of this, or you get out of my house.

Those are the only two roads open to you.” “Dad, please,” I begged him, and I could hear my own voice fraying.

“I can’t explain everything right now, I wish to God I could, but one day you’re going to understand why I couldn’t.

Please just give me time to”

“Get out.” He said it flatly, and his voice was colder than anything I had ever heard from him.

“Dad” “NOW.” The word came out of him like something torn.