I find that consoling.

It means the truth, however buried, however outspent and outshouted by the powerful and their beautiful stories, retains one permanent advantage that no amount of money can purchase away: it is what actually happened, and somewhere, on some cold and patient page, it is almost always written down.

Chapter 20 — The Front Door

The morning I signed my divorce papers, I believed I was closing the final chapter of my life with the Abernathy dynasty — ending a marriage, canceling a card, walking free.

I understand now that I was doing the opposite.