They Thought Silence Made Them Innocent — the Husband Who Stood Guard Made the Same Choice as the Men Who Locked the Door
It is measured on the outside, in what the feeling moves you to do when doing it is costly.
Anyone can feel love.
Love is easy.
It is protection that is hard, because protection is love that has to pay for itself.
And the terrible clarifying test of that house was that every person in it who claimed to love me was given a clear, unambiguous chance to pay — to protect me at cost to themselves — and every one of them declined, and reached instead for the comforting private feeling as if it were enough.
It was not enough.