The Night My Father Locked the Door — And the Truth Tiffany Hid
Sometimes people ask whether I forgave Dad and Tiffany.
I never know how to give them the neat answer they want.
Dad and I talk occasionally.
He continues the work he began after the case, and I don’t ignore signs that he is slipping into old habits.
Tiffany and I meet for coffee every few months.
I know parts of her story now that I didn’t know before, but I’m careful with the trust I give her.
Neither relationship has returned to what it was.