“My father was a monster, but he was an honest monster. He never hid what he was. But there are worse monsters in the world. There are monsters that hide themselves in broad daylight. Monsters that put on smiles, that might even shake your hand and call you their friend. There are monsters in this world that care nothing about goodness, or people, or the future. We used to search under our beds for monsters when we were young, but that’s not where they were. They were out in the open, pretending to be there to help us.”
