Catch my own father using his trap for the kings. Can I do that?

The idea makes me feel like I’ve just plunged into a rushing icy river. I have no idea where the current will sweep me away.

On the other hand, my father dropped me in this situation to begin with, just like he tossed me in the pond near our home when I was seven to see if I’d panic. To see if I could swim. I did. Spluttering and splashing, I made it to the water’s edge only to realize I could have ...