They always do.

It just takes patience.”

I watched David listen to her, and I watched something come back into his face that I had not seen since I arrived in Chicago.

It was not hope, exactly.

It was the beginning of the idea that the truth might, after all, be allowed to matter.

I want to say something about that idea, because it is at the very center of everything that happened, and because I think a great many people who have never been on the receiving end of a manufactured accusation do not understand how radical, how nearly unbelievable, that idea can become to a person who has been ground down by a lie.