Larry Souter

And we did, and it had been killed by a blow, two blows to it.

But that was a part of him.

He not only killed the cat, but he wanted you to know how he did it.

And by leaving the bat, we knew what happened.

He had left it out by the driveway for me to find while I waited for the school bus, but it was a snow day that day.

So my parents were the ones who found it.

I just knew he died.

We just couldn't tell her.

But one day we went out and there was a whole lot of stuff.

It was papers, letters, bank statements, mortgage.

It had everything about them.

That series of numbers that makes us the person we are in America.

His social security number, yes.

He and his wives.

I always suspected it was maybe the wife got mad at him or one of the daughters because they were adult young women.

Mm-hmm.

And actually in that pile of stuff were letters from the daughters saying, oh, mom, sort of like daddy's terrible and you're good and personal things as well as business type things.

You do.

It is.

He was so mean, and that showed what his family thought of him, how he had raised him to be, what his wife thought of him.