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Sayer Wesley had gone to prison as the person I trusted most in this world and come out a stranger. He wore his five years in prison like new skin, flexing the hard-fought years with bared teeth and shredded muscle. There was no softness left in him, no gentle touch or understanding ear. Only anger. Only hatred.

I knew I was being paranoid. I was always paranoid. Being paranoid had kept me alive for twenty-five years. I wasn’t going to quit on the one thing that was working for me.

I was a good mom like eighty-five percent of the time. Then there was that fifteen percent that was all lies so I could eat her snacks and not feel bad about the calories.

But he was my constant then and he is the constant ghost that haunts me now.