At 82, I Found

that was normal.”

Frank opened his eyes and saw the damage stretching beyond Margaret, beyond himself, into the lives of his children.

“What did I teach you?” he whispered.

Diane reached for one of the diaries but stopped. “Did she hate you?”

Frank thought of the final letter.

“No,” he said. “That’s what makes it worse.”

Peter stood and walked to the window.continue reading …