He didn’t do anything.

But you did.

If you actually cared about me, you would never have used me to hurt Mom.” And Joe, to his small credit, lowered his head and said, “I’m sorry, Tommy.” My son watched him for a long, quiet moment, and then he asked the question that told me he was going to be all right, someday, because he could already see clearly.

“Are you sorry because you did it?