I would teach him that love could be generous without being possessive and that people were responsible for the choices they made, however powerful they became.

Warren picked up the last plate.

“Will you and Oliver come for dinner next week?”

“Of course, Dad.”

The word no longer startled either of us.

PART 26

Sometimes people ask me whether the worst night of my life turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

I never say yes.