"I missed y'all too," Jesse said heavily. "And I wish I could have taken you with me, and not left you behind to deal with Dad and everything else. I just...I felt terrible. And I carried around a lot of guilt for a long time."
Isaiah got up from his chair, and went over to squeeze Jesse's hand. "It wasn't your fault, Jesse," he said simply. "You want to lay blame on someone, throw it on Dad's grave."