“Nathan, you aren’t your father,” I say. “I didn’t know him, but from what you’ve told me, it doesn’t seem like you’re anything like him.” “You’re right,” Nathan says, a new terseness to his words. “I’m not, because I don’t have a family. I’m not in a relationship. Dad told me once that you can’t have both. You can’t love hockey like he loved hockey and be good at anything else. I knew it was true, because I was living it. I was the collateral damage. I won’t make the same mistake.” “So don’t make them,” I say. “Just make different choices. Have a different kind of relationship.” Nathan is
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