Last night, to end our conversation, he’d vowed he was committed to working around the clock to find Elizabeth. He could have told me water was wet and I wouldn’t have believed him. I was left to understand we were making a fresh start, though, that in his own way, he’d apologized for molesting Maureen and other girls, and now we’d pretend none of it had ever happened. Because that’s what we did in Pantown. At least, it was what we used to do. But I wasn’t going to be a part of it, not anymore.
