“She’s finally recovering, after a very scary couple of nights.” “Recovering?” Sarah’s face shifted at once into concern.

“Oh, no.

Was she sick?” And there it was, the plain honest question, laid open on the table, and I saw no reason on earth to lie for the people who had been so ready to lie about me.

That was the whole of my decision, in the end, and I want to be clear about it, because I have thought hard about the difference between telling the truth and taking revenge.

I did not walk into that dinner with a speech prepared.