And then we all look to Lo, his wife’s head on his chest. He hugs her like she’s a part of him. “You think this will help?” he asks us. “Because there’s a lot here.” He motions around the room, his eyes slowing down when he passes me. “There’s a lot here, and…” He chokes up and a tear rolls down his cheek. “You and Lily haven’t hurt us,” I say, my chin trembling. “You’ve given us so much more out of life…” I slide the heel of my palm over my wet cheeks. “It’s only about their actions, not the repercussions of your addictions. Please, please believe in that, Lo.” I know Lily already does.
