He does not get privacy.

He does not get to keep this quiet.

He gave up the right to quiet a long time ago.

Marcus, I think, respected that answer, though he kept offering me the quieter path right up until the end, because it was his job to make sure I understood what I was choosing.

And I did understand it.

I understood that going public would mean cameras, and reporters, and my daughter’s private tragedy discussed on the news and dissected by strangers.

I understood that it would mean, someday, Noah being old enough to read all of it.