When I finally got to bed this morning, Dan was waiting up for me. Guess some unpleasant things cannot be avoided, even if you try. :( A rather intense and ugly conversation followed.
"Where was all of this concern when we drove back from my father's funeral, making it from Nashville to Detroit in 6 hours, stopping once to pee, and not at all for food? Just to make it home in time for a wrestling practice?"
5 minutes of silence.
"You were an after-thought."
You have to at least give the man
credit for honesty, no matter how painful it might be.