He’d learned a long time ago to think first and talk second, because Carl did not like getting the wrong answer. I was scared, Cam. I was scared of Dad. I’m sorry. I know you didn’t do anything wrong. Nathan wanted to say all that and more to Cameron, and he did, later, several times. It made no difference. It took a long time for Cameron to look Nathan in the eye again. When he did, it was through a shadow of betrayal that never, in twenty years, fully went away.
