“I know you didn’t. And that’s partly my fault.” I pulled her into my arms. “But you made a mistake. A big one. And we don’t give up on family. We just expect them to do better.”
She pulled back. “What do I do now?”
“What do you want to do?”
“I want to go downstairs and tell the truth. All of it.”
“That’s going to be uncomfortable,” I said.continue reading …
