“You’re very helpful.”

For once, uncertainty did not terrify me.

Patrick and I spent eighteen years pretending everything was fine because certainty felt safer than truth.

Now I preferred an honest:

I don’t know.

PART 29 — THE LETTER CONNOR NEVER READ AT THE PARTY

Connor had another birthday letter.

He did not read it publicly.

He showed it to me months later.

Written when he was fifteen.