At some level, we are all afraid our children will kill us.
Nathan Carman, the mentally disturbed, gun-owning amateur fisherman who had, by the fall of 2016, burned through all the money that came to him as a result of his grandfather’s murder, had always bonded with his mother, Linda, on the water. When they could not talk, they fished. Standing side by side, they fell into a rhythm and could communicate.
