Chapter 77 — A Gesture Of Love And Regret

Despite the negative feelings my father stirred in me, a weight of guilt began to settle in these past few days. Even though I didn't believe in his regret, if I had known that his visit could have been a kind of farewell, I would have acted less harshly. As the tragedy surrounding his death unfolded, most people continued with their routines, seemingly unaffected. Thus, I found myself forced to postpone my return to Seattle to take care of the funeral arrangements.