“I think that one day I will no longer spend quite so much time angry at the Headmaster of the Bleak Academy. I think that one day the wound he’s done to me will not just have healed but will not come readily to mind. I think that will be better. I think that will be a kind of adulthood that I am failing in. And there, you see? Fifty-two years old, and so stuck in time that I worry about adulthood.
