“Dad,” he said, dripping on the floor, “my game 26)stinks. Can you take me golfing sometime? I need some help.”
　　I wanted to hug him. 27)Rev my 28)radial-arm saw in celebration. Shout: “I’m still needed!” I wanted to tell God, “Thanks for letting me be part of this kid’s remodel job.”
　　Instead, I got one of those serious-dad looks on my face and 29)stoically said, “Sure, Ryan, anytime.”

　　“爸爸,”他说道,他身上的雨水滴落到地板上。“我的高尔夫球技糟透了。你能找个时间带我去打高尔夫球吗?我需要人教教我。”
　　我想拥抱他,想把我那旋臂锯调至高速以示庆祝,想大喊:“他还是需要我的!”我想告诉老天:“谢谢你让我参与到这孩子的成长改变当中。”
　　然而,我脸上只是装出了一副那些严肃的老爸脸上常有的表情,恬淡寡欲地说道:“行啊,瑞恩,没问题。”