Chapter 7
Little Lock became sick that summer with a high fever, aches and pains, and a heavy cough. Carla and I didn’t know what it was and rushed him to his pediatrician. To our horror, we found out that pneumonia settled into Lock’s tiny lungs and he was miserable. During his three-day stay at Children’s Hospital, I wondered where my father was and why he hadn’t visited Lock in the city. What kept him up north? Why was he staying hidden at Lake Samoy during a family emergency? And why was he defending his aloneness as enjoyable, soothing, and wholesome?
Carla was overly perturbed with Isaac, pissed off to no limit. She was disgruntled because he failed to take an interest in her, Lock, and me. She claimed that Isaac was going through a mid-life crisis and insisted he had suffered from
