“Nothing excuses what you did to those women. I’m not trying to justify your actions, but I am telling you that you deserve a fucking break from your own mind. Yes, we’re twenty years too late, but that kid you once were, that kid deserved someone to show him some fucking forgiveness for what was to come. I am here, rooting for that child. Maybe I’m too late, but I’m holding young Robbie’s hand now. He was never alone, and you”—he points a finger at me—“are not alone now either.”
