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The truth was we had come this far and had never given Andrea a thought. Our cruelty became the story: not our father’s death but how we had excluded her from it.
“You went to India to get away from the house?” Of course it wasn’t just the house or the husband. There were the two children sleeping on the second floor who went unmentioned.
My mother’s pale eyes were clouded by cataracts and I wondered how much she could see. “What else could it have been?”
“I guess I just assumed it was Dad.”
“I loved your father,” she said. The words were right there. She didn’t have to reach for them at all. I loved your father.