“So, back to my father. When my mom died, a part of him died with her, if not all of him. It’s been two years now, and he still hasn’t come out of his slumber.” I pulled at the skin around my thumbnail. “And, it’s not that he doesn’t love Louis, I know he does. He’s just not in the right state of mind to take care of a kid. So, I do it for him.”
