At 1:47 A.M., A Call From A Police Station Turned A Routine Arrest Into A Reckoning That Reached Boston

had gradually become his over years of weekend visits and summer stays, the room he had called me from a police station to come home to.

I had brought him home.

That was the whole of it. Everything else—the legal strategy, the recordings, the custody hearing, the slow work of rebuilding—had been in service of that single fact.

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