“I’m… I’m sorry, I really didn’t know. My—” “It’s okay, Addy dear, it was an honest mistake,” Helen said. “We’ll be more careful next time.” I interrupted my mother’s comforting words. “No, it’s not okay. This was her job, and she screwed it up.” Adelaide lifted her hands in front of her body. “If you could let me explain—” “Let me repeat this in case I wasn’t clear before: I don’t care about your excuses.”
