I said it coldly and I meant it as a threat and I have thought about it approximately once a week for four years.

Because I was.

That is the thing.

I was precise.

I recorded everything.

I preserved the eleven words in the doorway with a fidelity that my own sister cannot match.

I have times and dates and verbatim quotations and a contemporaneous note with metadata, and every single word of it is accurate, and I have never once misquoted anybody in this entire account or anywhere else.

And I was wrong about the only thing that mattered, for four months, and I put it in writing with numbered paragraphs.