Chapter 12 - Eleanor's ConfessionOne evening, Eleanor sat beside Clara on the porch.

The sky was turning gold.
“I need to tell you something,” Eleanor said.
Clara looked over.
“I knew he had a temper.”
“I know.”
“No.” Eleanor shook her head. “You don't understand. I knew.”
She told Clara about Tyler's childhood.
About his father's temper.
About the first time Tyler had frightened someone.
About all the excuses she had made.
“I thought if I loved him enough, he would become the boy he used to be.”
Clara remained silent.
Eleanor wiped her eyes.
“I was wrong.”
Clara slowly reached for her hand.
“You're here now.”
Eleanor squeezed her fingers.
“Yes.”
“And that matters.”
For a moment, neither woman spoke.
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Their relationship had been built inside a broken family.
Now, unexpectedly, it was becoming part of the healing.
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