“But one day, June will be old enough to have opinions we can’t predict.”

That became my compass.

I would not teach June that her father was a monster; I would not insist that he was a hero.

I would tell her what I knew, admit what I didn’t, and help her build the power to choose for herself.

At the time, that sounded simple.

It was not.

PART 7: A Life Made in Small Pieces

The first three years moved in a blur of ordinary and astonishing events.