Without an electric blanket, we’re the next best thing.”The top of his underwear half-unbuttoned, exposing his broad, hairy chest, he paused to th...ow a big quilt, doubled-over, onto the floor in front of the fireplace, and to toss a couple more logs on the blaze. Those chores accomplished he completed unbuttoning his long johns and tugged them off, standing naked between us and the fire.I was somewhat taken aback, though I understood his plan. As he bent to scoop Carly out of my arms I couldn’t. ”I leaned towards him as far as the cuffs would let me. “Call her that one more time, asshole. Call my daughter a bitch again. Do it. One. More. Fucking. Time.”He started to say something and thought better of it, pulling back and walking out.The Sheriff looked at me. “They’ve gotten a judge to sign off on transferring you, claiming the attack on your wife has some kind of jurisdictional precedence. They also say they found cocaine in your office trailer.”“The office trailer? First fucking good. " Well! You just got fixed up all over, didn't ya?"I took her arm. "Let's go get my luggage."We started toward the baggage area, with Aunt Frances whining behind us, "What'd he do? What happened to his glasses?" and Aunt Mary said, "Nothin', Frances. He got new ones, that's all."We waited a few minutes for the luggage to show up. My mom and Aunt Mary and Aunt Francis stood by the side, staring at me, pointing, talking about me, grinning -- except for Aunt Francis, who still hadn't quite figured. We were sitting at the dinner table and dad asked (it shocked me because we never talked at the dinner table), "Tell me shithead, how did you try to blow up the school?"I looked at him blinked a couple times - this couldn't be my dad. He demanded, "What the hell is wrong with you! Do you have beans in your ears? Now answer my God damned question!"I hesitantly replied, "I threw twice the normal amount of coal in the furnace and then put about fifty aerosol cans in it along with some chemicals.