Add that to your portfolio of guilt and shame, like it’s YOUR fault that your father is a horrible, abusive alcoholic,  that your family is a mess, that you had to be rescued by a soulless Nature Writer and his sexually frustrated wife…  That you will never, ever go on a fishing trip, because, well you don’t DESERVE to go on one…

And as Jason Smith, Newspaper Guy, picks up an empty trap and considers its reckless power potential, he also knows that Mollie and Oscar are toast, heading for the pelt stretcher…  Oh but how to gain the trust of the little lad?  How to fill him with comfort and false hope, how to reach him where and how no one else can… OK, ewww…  this story is getting creepier by the day.