minutes before opening it.
Allison,
I know I have no right to ask you for anything. I need to explain what happened. I know an explanation doesn’t fix it. I just want one chance to tell you the truth.
Adam.
I showed the children.
That surprised some people later.
They asked why I didn’t protect them from it.
Because they were twelve, not four.
Adam’s reappearance affected them whether I liked it or not.
I refused to make decisions about their emotions in secret.
“What do you want?” I asked.
Andy shrugged.
Ashton said, “I want to know why.”
Amara crossed her arms.
“There is no good reason.”
“No,” I said. “There isn’t.”
She studied me.
“Do you want to talk to him?”
I thought about it.
“For twelve years, yes.”
“And now?”
“Now I want answers for you more than I want them for myself.”
We agreed I would
