“Thomas is selling the house in Lake Forest to cover his remaining civil legal fees,” Julian told me, his tone neutral.

“He’s moving into a small condo in Indiana.

He asked whether you would be open to receiving a letter from him.” “And my mother?” “Evelyn is living with her sister in Florida.

Caleb’s trial concluded last week; he accepted a plea for seven years at a federal minimum-security facility.

Neither of them has the standing, legal or financial, to ever approach this firm, or our family, again.” I stood quietly for a moment, looking out over the city skyline.

A year ago, the thought of my family’s total collapse might have filled me with a suffocating sorrow.