“Could you do what you’re asking of him?” she asked Mr. Forkle as she squatted beside Keefe, holding him steady. “Could you betray your own father?” “I’ve done far worse,” Mr. Forkle whispered. “The right road is rarely the easy road. And no war was ever fought without casualties.” “Is that what this is?” Sophie asked. “A war?” “Unfortunately, yes. A quiet war, to stop a louder one from raging. You may hate me for asking this of him, but it is the cold reality we all face. We cannot control the actions of others, nor stop them from disappointing us. We can only use the anger and pain to fuel
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