Could ones soul crack? His words drummed in his ears with his own heartbeat. "One is my son." A man he'd never met. A boy to him, that from what he'd heard had been without an ounce of compassion. The kind of heartless being he had become now---and yet here it was creeping back inside him.He knew of nothing he could say to such a man. "The other---" he kept his eyes closed, his tongue numb from the name he had to say. A name he couldn't even get past his lips. He couldn't say it!