The Night My Father Locked the Door — And the Truth Tiffany Hid

Then Dad said, “I have tried to explain it by saying I was tired and frightened about your sister.

But none of that explains why I made you unsafe.

I can’t defend it.”

It was the first time he’d said something without attaching a reason that was supposed to excuse it.

I asked whether he still believed I’d been taking pills.

“No.

I know you weren’t.

I should’ve known before.”