“I know,” I answered.

“I don’t blame him.

I’m frightened by how easily everybody around him seems to use him as an excuse.”

Chloe looked down at the table.

“Mom has wanted a grandchild forever.

She never understood that wanting something doesn’t give you the right to hurt another person.”

We left the café without resolving anything, but I felt less isolated.

A truth does not become easier because more people know it.