Additional financial liability remained under consideration.
Outside the courthouse my father tried speaking to me.
“Laura.”
I kept walking.
“Laura, wait.”
I stopped but didn’t turn around.
“What?”
His voice sounded older than I remembered.
“We can fix this.”
I finally faced him.
The man standing there looked smaller somehow.
Not physically.
Emotionally.
Like someone discovering consequences for the first time.
“You had opportunities to fix it.”
“We made mistakes.”
