didn’t know.”
Lauren moved immediately.
For the first time that night, she crossed the kitchen.
She wrapped both arms around her sister.
“I know.”
“I swear I didn’t know.”
“I know.”
Vivian stood alone on the other side of the island.
Then Lauren looked at her mother.
I will never forget her expression.
Not rage.
Not hatred.
Something worse.
Clarity.
“You spent my childhood teaching me that dependence was weakness.”
Vivian wiped her face.
“I wanted you strong.”
“No. You wanted me obedient to your definition of strength.”
Lauren picked