But no single truth seemed sufficient. He could say he’d had Jedi friends, but that seemed trite; say he’d come to honor a woman who’d loved the Jedi dearly and who was now gone; or say it was a way of spitting in the face of the new regime. What he couldn’t do was admit the horror of what he knew—the secrets that had driven him from home and wife and daughter.
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