“Not hard enough.”
Daniel looked down.
“That may be true.”
I turned toward him.
“You don’t have to defend her.”
“I’m not. Claire was kind, but she was not always brave. She thought waiting was the same as respecting your choice. Sometimes it was just another form of fear.”
The honesty in his voice comforted me more than any defense could have.
I picked up the leather notebook.
The first pages contained lists of names, addresses, and dates. Most had been crossed out. Some belonged to shelters, hospitals, and city
