"What do you see?"
"I see clothes scattered on the floor…" Howard clenched his fists, unwilling to go any further.
"Go see what happened."
At the psychiatrist's urging, Howard once again mustered his courage, and his small hands forcefully pushed open the door before him.
A naked man and woman were on the bed. The woman was his mother. The man was President Xavier—not his father.
The couple panicked. The woman snatched the blanket to cover herself. Seeing Howard turn to run, she immediately gave chase. "Howard, let me explain!"
"I don't want to hear it! Shameless! You're completely shameless!"
Distraught, Howard bolted out of the house.
The scene shifted again, this time to the rooftop of his father's construction site. His dad looked at the photo of his son in his hand, smiled bitterly, and jumped.
