I looked at the four of them — my mother, my father, my husband, and behind it all the shape of my sister upstairs with her baby — and I thought, with a calm that surprised me, that this was the first honest offer my family had made me in thirty-one years.

Nothing, ever again, in exchange for keeping what was mine.

I found that I could live with it.

I walked out without looking back.

Chapter 7 — Something Is Wrong

In the hallway outside, pulling on my coat, I nearly walked into Daniel.