I felt anger at what he’d done—so much anger it burned. He had hurt innocent children by his actions, and then continued to avoid responsibility. I felt sad, too. Sad that Josh had become such a monster, sad that even with all the chances Josh had been given to change, he had thrown them away as he continued down a dark, terrible road. Like the rest of the world, I was finally able to see my eldest brother for what he was—a man unable to control himself, totally detached from the reality of how deeply he was hurting others.
