A family that had practiced not asking difficult questions for thirty years was a family perfectly trained not to ask where the money went.
The very niceness that had made their home feel safe was the thing that had left it defenseless.
So when his father said he was done being quiet out of fear, he wasn’t just clearing the air about one crime.
He was tearing out the whole rotten floorboard the crime had hidden under.
It was not a comfortable dinner.
Comfortable was what had nearly destroyed them.