Terminal Four
That my mother was going to look at them.
Every clause of that is about me.
I wanted my mother to be in a room with two children she had spent six years making not exist.
I wanted to watch her face.
I dressed it up as refusing to hide them and it was an execution, and I brought two five-year-olds to it as the instrument.
Eleanor was at the far end of the table.
Russell Tannehill, who had been the family’s counsel since 1994, was on her right with a folder.