Dad visited me for the first time since graduation. We fished the whole day and shared secrets about our ex-lovers. He explained to me why my mother named me after a rain god. He laughed when I joked I must’ve changed her weather overnight.
On our way to breakfast I asked him why he used to come up to my bedroom in the middle of the night and do all those things when I was a kid. He parked the car and killed the engine.
We didn’t see or talk to each other for twelve years. His second wife buried him in the yard of a flooded church. I moved back to the city.
