“To Pinecrest.

You were going to lock your own daughter in a facility and pay a man to take her off your hands so she wouldn’t inconvenience your lives.” “You don’t understand the pressure we were under back then,” my father said stiffly.

“We were planning for her long-term care.

These are complicated decisions that—” “I understand it perfectly,” I said.

“And you will not walk into that recovery room now and pretend you care about her.

Not today.