Chapter 20 - MY FATHER’S ROLEDad was dead, but not innocent.

That took me longest to admit.
Thomas Palmer loved both daughters.
Loved Diane.
He also spent decades managing consequences for her.
After the broken plate:
“Don’t upset Mom tonight.”
After she slapped Olivia:
“She already feels terrible.”
After she screamed at me for leaving college early one semester:
“Call her first. Be the bigger person.”
Be the bigger person.
Our family’s elegant phrase for:
Absorb it.
Dad believed peace was kindness.
Sometimes it was.
Sometimes it was simply the absence of accountability.
When he died, we kept using his rules without him.
Olivia expected rescue.
Diane expected loyalty.
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I expected to endure.
The housewarming video ended all three expectations at once.
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