Part Two: Age 13 - The Accident
The Accident As I hung up the phone, my Father asked, "Ryan, who was that?" peeking his head over the bathtub's edge. Our house had one bathroom at the end of the hallway, so if the door was left open, you could see to the other end of the house. Yup, line of sight wasn't an issue in the Hopf residence. I'm not sure why Dad left the door open while he was in the bathtub; maybe it was because there was no fan. Either way, I vividly remember having many conversations with him from the other side of the house. Perhaps it was for the better, though, because I had an equal amount of fear and admiration for the man they called Walter. With the soap-covered bubbles on his head, he was far less intimidating, which made our conversations much more manageable…
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