“I mean, when you were little and I’d tell you don’t run into the plate glass door or wait until the bus has gone by before you cross the road or let Rabbie lift the pan of boiling water from the stove, you listened to me. Admittedly, not all the time, but enough that you didn’t die. And now part of me is wondering…didn’t you see the door, didn’t you believe the bus was coming, did you think the water wasn’t hot? Did I not make you understand?”
