it a bit late to change your mind now? Youâve already been accepted at the U of R.â
âIf I got my application in right awayââ
Thomas cut him off. âA year in Regina will help you decide what you want to major in. Besides, itâs closer to home and you can come home on the weekends.â
Ryder twisted his hands in his lap, not looking up at his father. âSaskatoonâs not that much farther. Plus, Auntie Joan lives there and Tanzi and Reneeâ¦â
Thomas cleared his throat and sat forward in the chair. âHold on. As much as I love my family, you know Auntie Joan is not the best role model.â
âI know, I know. She drinks. But you said yourself that sometimes people need a good influence.â
âAnd you think you could be that good influence?â Thomas cocked an eyebrow.
âYeah.â Ryder avoided eye contact, looking instead at a calendar pinned to the bulletin board near the desk.
âIt might work the other way, you know.â
âDonât you trust me?â Ryder asked. âYou know Iâm solid. I wonât let anything get in the way of my faith.â
âOf course I trust you. Itâs your Auntie Joan I donât trust.â Thomas took a breath and then tried to smile. âBesides, Iâd like to have you a little closer to home, thatâs all.â
âYouâre probably not going to stay here much longer yourself,â Ryder reasoned. âMaybe your next job will be further north and youâd actually be closer.â
âMaybe. But thatâs not a good enough reason. You know the university in Regina has exactly the kind of program youâre looking for.â
âThe kind youâre looking for,â Ryder said just under his breath.
Thomas frowned. âIâm not trying to run your life, son. But give me a little credit for having been there and done that. Your Auntie Joan is toxic. You donât want to get involved.â
Ryder rolled his eyes. âDad.â
Thomas waved a hand. âI mean it. She uses people, and Iâm not going to let my son get sucked into that.â
âThat is hardly the Christian response, Dad, and you know it. Sheâs your own sister.â
âI know that. Iâve tried to help her. Your mother and I both did. But at some point, helping becomes enabling. Only God can help her, and then only if she wants it.â
âIâm not dumb. I wonât do anything stupid.â
Thomas locked gazes with his son. âWeâll talk about this again another time, okay? Right now I have work to do.â
Ryder sighed heavily. âOkay.â He stood up and turned to leave.
âRyder?â
The boy stopped and looked over his shoulder at his father. âYeah?â
âYou know I love you, right?â
Ryder nodded. âOf course.â
âI just want whatâs best for you.â
âI know.â
Thomas watched his boy-turning-man exit the tiny office space. He really did want what was best, and that meant keeping his kids away from his family. With a sigh of his own, Thomas swung his chair back to face his computer. It was time he tackled some work after all.
Chapter Two
The next Saturday Thomas found himself in the city again, this time for an unexpected business meeting. It started at one oâclock, but he still had time to grab a quick bite to eat. Thomas pulled into his favorite fast food and coffee joint and parked his SUV.
As he stood in line near the counter, he thought about todayâs meeting. There were still a few things to work out in terms of staffing the center. The community of Marshdale expected that several positions would be recruited from local residents, especially part-timers and summer staff. There were certain interest groups that thought otherwise. Their feeling was that all staff should be visibly ânative,â even if they werenât especially qualified, lending
László Krasznahorkai, George Szirtes