Beth
I stared at my father and considered shutting the door in his face. True he had never been as cruel or overtly abusive as my mother, but his passivity had hurt me just as much, if not more. All the times he had looked the other way or capitulated to her demands.
But as my hand tightened on the side of the door I had an errant thought.
We all make mistakes.
Some of usworse than others.
I had made a mistake when I agreed to marry a man I didn’t love for the illusion of family and security. Rafe had made a mistake when he ran off to Italy and ignored his family for seven years. Gabe… well he was still busy making his mistakes.
My Dad’s biggest mistake was that he had loved my mom so much, he had refused to acknowledge her faults. His mistake was that he was a weak man who had let
