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e the other
way。”
If I'd been told years or even weeks ago that I'd e down the chute noosed and ready to
hang; I'd have made some kind of joke about it; or
more likely I'd have said; Yeah; that's nice; now can you spare me the discussion?
But after everything that had happened; I was really freaking out; and I couldn't escape the
questions tidal…waving my brain。 Where would I be if
things had been different? What would they have done with me? From the way my dad was
talking; he wouldn't have had much use for me; that's for
sure。 He'd have stuck me in a nuthouse somewhere; any where; and forgotten about me。 But
then I thought; No! I'm his kid。 He wouldn't do that …
would he?
I looked around at everything we had — the big house; the white carpet; the antiques and
artwork and stuff that was everywhere。 Would they have
given up all the stuff to make my life more pleasant?
I doubted it; and man; I doubted it big…time。 I'd have been an embarrassment。 Something to
try to forget about。 How things looked had always
been a biggie to my parents。 Especially to my dad。
Very quietly my granddad said; “You can't dwell on what might have been; Bryce。” Then; like
he could read my mind; he added; “And it's not fair to
condemn him for something he hasn't done。”
I nodded and tried to get a grip; but I wasn't doing a very good job of it。 Then he said;