My Sister Refused To Open Dad’s Casket, And The Reason Made The Whole Church Scream.
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Chapter 15
Repair between Dad and me was not instant.
Survival does not erase damage.
Some days, I was furious he had trusted the plan more than me.
Some days, he was ashamed of needing my forgiveness.
Therapy helped.
So did honesty.
I asked, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He answered, “Because I was afraid you’d confront her and get hurt.”
“I got hurt anyway.”
“I know.”
No excuses.
That helped.
We built new habits.
Weekly dinners.
Shared passwords with safeguards.
Legal transparency.
No one person controlled everything again.
Not even me.
Especially not me.
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Power needs witnesses.
We had learned that in the worst way.
