“I’m so sorry, Mimi.” “Whatever for?” “That you suffered at the hand of someone supposed to love you.” “Hmm.” She slid her hand over the soft duvet. “I’m not. If he’d been kind, I wouldn’t have met Pierre. If I hadn’t met Pierre, I wouldn’t have learned how to shoot. And if I hadn’t learned how to handle a gun, Isaac Adler would never have hired me, and I wouldn’t have gotten to raise Jarod and then you.” She ran a knuckle across my cheek. “I believe everything happens for a reason. Even the terrible things.” Mimi mistook my silence for lack of understanding, because she added, “What doesn’t
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