He looked genuinely happy.

“That’s Daddy when he first found out about you,” I said.

She patted the page with her entire hand.

I had promised myself I would not teach her that love had to become hatred in order to end.

She could know the truth about her family when she was ready, in ways appropriate to her age.

She did not need to carry the full weight of adult choices before she could speak.

PART 24