later letter, less furious but worse, because her pain was closer to the surface: it wasn’t just leaving that was destructive, she wrote, it was the contagion of it, the contempt it showed for her and everyone else at the centre, making fools of them all for keeping at it. Most especially the young ones, she said, whom we owed. Some of them wrote too, with more rage even than Deb. I think she encouraged them to do so.
