She stopped eating anything she hadn’t watched being made, for about six weeks, which Margaret recognized immediately and which broke her.

In the second year she got angry, which everybody had told Margaret to hope for.

She got angry at teachers, at a soccer referee, once memorably at a woman in a supermarket who had said something kind, and twice, spectacularly, at Margaret.

The worst of those was in the March after the trial.

Sophie was nine.

She had wanted to go to a sleepover and had not been allowed to, for reasons that were entirely about Margaret’s own fear and that Margaret has since admitted were unfair, and Sophie had stood in the kitchen and screamed: