Chapter 21 - PERRIN AT FIFTEEN
At fifteen Perrin watched the old engagement-party clip.
His choice.
We had kept it away from him when younger.
He saw Rhea.
Saw himself.
Saw me tearing the wall open.
Saw my shove.
Then heard his own little voice:
Dad… is it really you?
He paused the video.
“Was I really that small?”
“Yes.”
“I sound like baby.”
“You were four.”
Then:
“Did you believe me immediately about Mom?”
“I believed you believed it.”
“That’s lawyer answer.”
“Your mother taught me precision.”
Serena laughed from the kitchen.
Perrin continued.
“Were you angry I knew and didn’t tell?”
“No.”
“Never?”
“No.”
He looked relieved.
A child should never carry adult secrecy as guilt.
Then he deleted his copy.
May you like
Evidence remained in archives.
He did not need it on his phone.
