“So my sister, she slipped through the cracks of the disaster of our family. She became her own disaster.”

“She fought the urge to look away, to hide her own eyes. Struggled against the long-ingrained habit of disguising her own lies, now that she was finally telling the truth.”

“So she forgave him. And instead she berated herself for her suspicion, for her snooping. For the things she promised herself she wouldn't do, the feelings she wouldn't have.”

“She spent so much of her new life wanting to get a break from the kids, then the rest of her time impatient to get back to them.”

“That was not her husband; she knew him, and that was not him. But of course she didn’t really know him.”

“Plus she had to admit that a small part of her secrecy was that she was holding something back, for herself. If she never told Dexter the truth, she was still reserving the right to return to her old life. To one day be a covert operative again. To be a person who could keep the largest secrets from everyone, including her husband, forever.”

“She loved him so much. Even when she hated him.”