was progress.
Eleanor sent a card and money for Tommy’s college tuition.
Tommy kept the card but donated the money to the pediatric foundation.
“I don’t want money buying something we’re still repairing,” he explained.
Eventually, he chose to study child psychology.
“Because of everything that happened?” I asked.
“Partly,” he admitted. “But I don’t want to spend my life talking about trauma. I want to help people stop repeating it.”
On his college graduation day, Joe and I sat in the same row with two empty seats between us.
