you did less terrible.”
“I thought I was saving the family.”
“You saved yourself from one uncomfortable conversation and left the rest of us with forty years of questions.”
He had nothing to say.
When I reached the door, he called after me.
“Emelia.”
I stopped.
“Are you coming back tomorrow?”
My hand remained on the handle.
“I don’t know.”
Then I walked out.
The following morning, I personally drove Sophie to school.
“Is this about Dolly?” she asked.
“Yes. But none of this happened because you did anything wrong.”
