none of us had managed in decades.”
Claire looked uncomfortable.
“I had help.”
“But you were the one who started asking questions,” he replied.
He turned back to me.
“Your grandfather wasn’t a bad man. He was a good man who made a bad decision and let his pride turn it into a lifetime of regret. I loved him. But loving someone doesn’t mean we have to pretend they never made mistakes.”
It was the most honest thing I had ever heard my father say about his own father.
He
