As I walk away from the press conference, my heart aches a bit for Hawk, and for my own son. I see the hurt in Hawk’s eyes and know there is nothing anyone can do to repair or replace the love he should have had from his father. No wonder he’s been moody, if he moved to a city where he knows his father is living, unaware he even has another son.

In twenty years, will Wyatt have this sort of chip on his shoulder? If Nick produces more children, will Wyatt mourn the loss of ...