None of it undid a single thing he’d done.

But it took the power out of him.

He stopped being the terrible ghost that had haunted the edges of my son’s whole childhood and became something smaller and more bearable: a broken, foolish man who had made a catastrophic mistake and understood, far too late, exactly what he’d thrown away.

There is a kind of peace in that downgrade, for the person who was left behind.

Keegan got to stop wondering about a monster and simply feel sorry for a man.