If you don’t name your value out loud, people will pretend it isn’t there while they live on it.” At the door she whispered, “Roslyn…

I’m sorry.” It arrived years too late to register.

“The person you owe that to,” I said without turning, “is the girl I used to be.

The one who broke her back trying to be worthy of this family.”

Chapter 15 — The Reckoning

Within two days the family’s mythology was in ruins.