A large part of her wished she could stop caring about whatever it was that had come between her dad and Lennox. Why this fixation on a past that wasn’t even hers? But she knew why. She could see how easy it would be to relive her parents’ lives without quite choosing to, the way a toboggan finds its way into the pre-compressed path of whoever went before. She wanted to better understand the route they had taken, so she didn’t fall into it by mistake.
