Tessa — The Christmas Gift Secret
And angry for the father I almost became.”
I watched the courthouse shrink in the mirror.
The court would determine criminal responsibility from admissible evidence.
I could not control that.
What I could control was the door I would open when Tessa came home from school, the way I would answer her questions, and whether I would ever again ask her to be polite to someone who scared her.
When we reached Lauren’s house, Tessa was making a card for her teacher.