His voice turns static. A father's air. Heads down with shame. His biting eyes narrow. A father's stare. Heads down with shame. So divine, I'll wear this guilt so divine. The pain of his burden. The deadweight of lifetimes. He had his way. His way with words. A few choice words can ruin everything. This family is sick. This family is rotting. This is where fathers shriek. This is where mothers weep