My Father Pushed Me Into a Fountain at My Sister’s Wedding—Then He Met the Husband I’d Kept Private for Three Years

I meant it.

An apology could be genuine in part and still fail to address the larger behavior.

Graham might regret the fountain and fear the documents.

Those feelings could exist together.

We returned to find him beside the table, one hand resting on the folder’s cover.

He had not opened it.

He lifted his hand when he saw me.

I took the folder and put it into my bag.