“You know it’s dark up here for six months in the winter. And snowy and freezing cold and stormy.” “I know.” “You always said bad weather made him worse.” Leni felt her mother pull away from her. This was a fact she didn’t want to confront. They both knew why. “It won’t be like that here,” Mama said,
This is hope disguised as denial. A denial that can potentially kill them both. She isn’t unaware of his triggers; she’s willingly ignoring every dangerous pattern she’s already witnessed. she’s choosing blindness because facing how unsafe her situation really is would shatter the illusion she’s trying to believe and expose a truth she’s not ready to face.
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