She Thought Changing The Locks Was Enough Until Everything Changed

was my father and he was not Diana, and that the failure to oppose something is a different order of harm than actively perpetrating it, and that the rest of our lives was a long time to let one terrible morning be the final word.

“You can come back,” I said. “But not with her. Not for a long time, and maybe not ever. That’s where I am right now.”

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