I still remember that morning like it’s carved into my memory — one of those days that divides your life into before and after. I was ten years old, sitting in the school cafeteria with a tray of scrambled eggs and toast in front of me. The hum of kids talking, the smell of syrup and coffee, the clatter of trays — it all felt so ordinary. I didn’t know that my world had already shifted somewhere out there in the rain. My dad was a good man. A good-hearted man. The kind who tr