When Jennifer Pastiloff was eight years old, she got into an argument with her dad over smoking. He’d promised to quit but wasn’t following through. She flushed a load of his menthol cigarettes down the toilet. “I told him he always broke promises and I said, ‘I hate you!’, the way young kids do in those situations,” she says. “It wouldn’t have been that big a deal, but it ended up being the last thing that I said to him.”
He died from a heart attack shortly after, aged just 38. “I thought I had caused the stress that killed him,” Jennifer says. “I was so ashamed that
