That belonged to the company, and the company was the last thing of my father’s I had left.

I have turned that distinction over many times since, because it is the hinge the whole rest of my life swung on, and I want to be honest about it.

If Flynn had only betrayed me — if he had loved another woman and lied to me and broken my heart, and done it on his own dime, in his own life — I do not know what I would have done.

Perhaps I would have left quietly.