The Day My Ex-Fiancé Humiliated Me at the Grocery Store, a Stranger Brought Me the Other Half of My Father’s Compass
‘Eventually fear became a habit.
That’s not a defense.
It’s what happened.’
I wanted her to blame Gerald, the threats, or Walter.
I wanted a clear villain that would let me place my anger in a single direction.
Helen refused to make the story easy.
She acknowledged that others had frightened her, but also that she had chosen not to reach out once I was old enough to make my own decisions.
‘You could have asked whether I wanted to know you,’ I said.