Sometimes I wonder what else he could have given the world if he had not passed last year. Losing him broke a part of me that I would never understand. I spent the last year as a hermit on our country estate. With the social pressure of being friends with Phoebe, I could not risk being seen in that state. My father’s reputation was the only thing I had left of him, and I would be damned if I tainted it by acting out.
