My son looked scared at Thanksgiving dinner and said his steak smelled strange, but my mother scolded him for being difficult. Then my nephew reached for the same steak, and my wife went pale with terror before screaming the words none of us would ever forget: “No! Don’t eat that!”
The video had been recorded nine months earlier. “Daniel,” he began, “if you are watching this, I am sorry. I spent forty-eight years explaining away your mother’s behavior. Every excuse I made became permission...