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Chapter 23 - THE FIRST LETTERLinda wrote Evan a letter ten months after Christmas.

His therapist read it first.

Then I did.

It began:

Evan, I took your inhaler when you were having trouble breathing. I told myself I could tell the difference between asthma and anxiety better than you could. That was wrong.

Good.

Then:

I slapped you because I was angry that you did not obey me. There is no medical explanation for that.

Better.

Then:

When your mother was hurt years ago, a judge temporarily trusted me to make decisions for you. I became too attached to that authority. The court gave it back to your mother, but I continued behaving as if I had a right to supervise both of you. I did not.

I cried.

May you like

Not because the letter repaired anything.

Because she had finally named the thing.

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