“Well, our cabin is right on the lake, so of course we will” I answered, but I had an idea what he might have really meant. “Let’s drop our st...ff off first.” We hiked through the camp, and we were sweaty and exhausted from carrying the boys gear when we finally arrived at the cabin. We headed inside, and I let the boys pick their spots. They both chose beds adjacent with my own, and set their stuff by the beds. Our day went pretty quick, and we looked through books of activities, planned. Clarity of thought isn't his strong suit when he's sober. His face softened."Let's toss the covers off this thing. You an' me can..." I'm gonna FUCK you right here!" he said. He let me loose. "Strip! I wanna see those titties again!" I moved around to the other side of the bed as I undressed. I bent over."Gotta ditch these shoes so I can get my pants off," I said.When I bent over, there's the shelf right there on the nightstand. I came up with a pistol."Outta here, Bert. Right now. Back up,. As Miss Lajoie took Rudolph in, Larissa looked up as they came back."Did you know that this man was at the D-Day? He helped to liberate mycountry. Every year our school comes out from Paris and all the studentstend to the graves of the brave men buried there. I did not know thatany were still alive that went there." He is a hero," Bobby boasted. "My grandpa." All of them were heroes, Larissa said. "My great grandfather told usabout the time of the Nazis, and many horrible things happened.. The pressure must have built up, the fact that his wife was fucking other men. That idea overtook him. And so, one day, when the kids were at school and Tammy was working, he shot himself in the head. Cindy, Tammy's daughter found him after school."I feel guilty, Tammy," I told her. "It's my fault." Our fault."Stop. Don't. How do you think I should feel, then? He's been on some serious antidepressants for years." she said. "The drugs have side-effects. And he had issues that had nothing to do.