The truth is slower.

But it has one advantage the lie can never have, and it is decisive: the truth does not have to be maintained.

The lie has to be fed, and defended, and kept running, forever, or it dies.

The truth just has to be found once.

And a boy at a bus station found it.

Chapter 12 — The Mistake

And then I made a mistake, because I was young and furious and had not yet learned what Delilah had known for thirty years — that in a fight of accusations, the calm liar beats the angry truth-teller nearly every time.

I walked straight into the town diner, where Delilah sat holding court, and I confronted her in front of a deputy and a dozen watching neighbors.