‘I got a lot to regret about my life,’ he said. ‘But I’m goddamn proud of you, Mountain Goat, the way you turned out. Whenever I think of you, I figure I must have done something right.’ ‘’Course you did.’ ‘Well, all right then.’ We talked about the old days some and, finally, it was time to go. I kissed them both, and at the door, I turned to look at Dad one more time. ‘Hey,’ he said. He winked and pointed his finger at me. ‘Have I ever let you down?’ He started chuckling because he knew there was only one way I could ever answer that question. I just smiled. And then I closed the door.
