I spent Saturday doing nothing that looked like deciding.I walked with my mother along the river path and let her tell me about the first flat she and my father ever shared, the one with a broken kettle and a window that never closed, and I laughed in the right places and understood that she was giving me the one thing she had never been able to give, an ordinary afternoon.Then I sat on my own and made a list.Not of Adrian's faults, I knew those by heart, I wrote down what I wanted my life to look like if nobody else were in it, and the surprise was how quickly the page filled.A home with a door I chose.Work that was mine, and I already knew what, the Vale name could be rebuilt as a foundation for families who had lost everything to people like Richard, and I wanted to build it slowly and honestly.My mother and Marcus close, not as guardians but as family.A child who grew up knowing every true thing about where she came from.I stopped and looked at that last line.I had writte
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