When my dad told a ballroom full of people that only the “successful children” were his… and then told me to leave — my wife did something that froze the entire room I still feel the rain from that night in Seattle when I think about it. The kind that hits the windshield sideways and makes every streetlight look like it’s underwater. Aara and I were ten minutes late to my father’s retirement gala — not that he noticed. The Rose Hill Grand Ballroom glowed like it was hosting the Oscars: crystal c