`` i'l find your father , but you are n't gon na help and you are n't gon na pay me . `` of course not , '' i offer , relieved his questioning is finished . `` i 'm allowed to feel bad for him . i pushed his charcoal gray suit jacket over his shoulders and loosened his black silk tie , wrapping it around my hand and yanking it from the collar of his shirt . but what 's important is maybe he'l get some help . '' 'where did you think aunt pol came from ? ' 