Patterns Were My Profession
So the money that Michael tried to steal from me became a protected foundation for the education and the health and the launching of his own children, held where he could never reach it.
There is a justice in that which is deeper than punishment.
Michael’s crime did not destroy his children’s future.
It secured it, in a trust his own hands could not touch.
He had reached for everything, and in reaching, had guaranteed it to the two people he could no longer use it against.
Whatever their father had become, they were still Henry’s grandchildren, and Henry would have wanted them to have it, and so they would.
Chapter 26 — My Own House Key