A night of celebration ended in the wee hours of the morning. Robert was unaccustomed to partying. For the last ten years he was a husband and a dad, who mowed the lawn and took out the trash. So he knew better than to get behind the wheel drunk. But he had promised his son he would see him off to first summer camp. The dark road curved and the angle was very acute. Robert’s eyes closed only once, but that was enough to steer the car off the road. Robert never kept his promise.