Chapter 16

Grant never saw the girls again.
His choice partly.
He apologized once through me.
Not enough courage to face them.
Maybe someday.
Not my project.
Edmund wrote letters every Christmas.
I kept them until the girls were old enough to decide.
No secret contact.
No redemption by persistence.
Rose eventually softened toward him more than I did.
Interesting.
She said:
“He was weak.”
I answered:
“Weakness hurt them too.”
“Yes.”
Both.
I learned something from that entire year.
Villains are sometimes dramatic.
Sometimes they are exhausted people protecting status.
Shame.
Access.
A relationship.
One more week before telling the truth.
The children do not experience the distinction.
May you like
Hunger feels like hunger regardless of motive.
That simplified my priorities.