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Yes, Sean, you. When I watched your mothers health decline, I thought Id felt as helpless as a man could, but at least I knew where she was. It was worse with you. Im thankful that Katie spared me nothing. She told me, sometimes at the top of her voice, how disappointed she was, and how Id missed you by only a few weeks. I cant tell you the pain I felt to think that my 17-year-old son was out wandering the state and possibly the country, on his own. The decision to leave was yours, Sean, but I should have returned sooner. I just kept telling myself that I couldnt face all of you. You thought I was a pillar of spiritual strength. In actuality, I was a mass of pain and anger.
I still dont understand where I came into the picture.
Patrick took a breath; remembering was painful. The helplessness Seanthat was my final downfall. You were gone and I didnt know where. I had no other choice but to call on God and give myself back to Him completely. My despair was so great that I dont believe I would be here today had I not done just that.
Patrick fell silent at this point, giving Sean time to think. Of all the scenarios he had conjured up in his mind, the idea of his father living in bitterness against God was not one of them. But so much made sense now. Sean could never reckon the man who left California with a man who could leave his family for years, but now Sean saw that it could happen.
Sean wanted to thank his father for baring his heart so completely, but there was a little more he had to know.
You said you had been in Santa Rosa for a visit, so I assume you went back to Hawaii two years ago.
Yes, I did. I stayed with Rigg and Katie for about two months and then with Maureen for a few weeks.
Did you take Marc with you?
No, Patrick smiled. Your sister had become quite grown up, and she told me very seriously that she wished to remain in Santa Rosa. I felt it was for the best, so I went back alone.
What brought you back now?
Time. When I left two years ago I decided I would not stay away for more than a two-year period, no matter what was happening on the islands.
Were you in Santa Rosa when Kate had her miscarriage? Seans voice was as impersonal as it had been during the entire conversation.
No. Patrick suddenly looked older than Sean had ever seen him. Rigg told me when he got to Maureens. He also told me that she deliberately kept from mentioning me in her letter to you because she didnt know if Rigg would catch me before I sailed.
Im glad he did. Sean spoke thickly, no longer able to hide his breaking heart.