Chapter 6
I couldn’t go back to the city; I wasn’t ready. The house would remind me of the baby and loss. It would have been unpleasant therapy and emotional doom for me to run away from the cabin by the lake and enter that deathly and harmful home in Pittsburgh. I would have found Lock’s room and never left. I was keen enough not to place myself into danger. Suffocation would have happened to me. The walls would have closed in on my mind and soul. For me, that city home—the place where I grew up and was lied to for years and years by my father—was tainted, a dark house, unlivable. I had to stay at the cabin for a little while longer—I did.
I wanted to disown my father. It was time to erase a blood-bond between us. A last name could easily be changed. There was no longer a connection bet
