“I couldn't make myself imagine Dad holding some creamy-faced baby, cooing at it, telling it he loved it. Taking it to baseball games. Living some life he'd probably consider his 'real life,' the one he deserved rather than the one… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I couldn't make my pencil scratch out the lines of Britni/Brenna's face. Couldn't make it curve into the contours of Dad's guilty eyes -- his big secret blown up. Would he marry her? Would they have children together? I couldn't… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I've been thinking a lot about the word "everything." Whenever something horrible happens, you hear people say they "lost everything." They lost their house… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I couldn't make myself imagine Dad holding some creamy-faced baby, cooing at it, telling it he loved it. Taking it to baseball games. Living… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“Why are you so determined to make me out to be the bad guy all the time?” I stared at the side of his… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I didn't say anything at all, because somehow saying nothing seemed more humane than giving him all these reassurances.” — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“...But would that be enough? Because at the moment it felt like it could never be enough. People needed more than a place to… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I thought everything I knew about you might have been a lie, but since meeting him and your parents, I've realized that the parts… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I don’t know if it’s possible to take hate away from people. Not even people like us, who’ve seen firsthand what hate can do.… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“Just concentrate on being in the moment”, he said. “Don’t read into things. See what’s really there ok?” — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“I understand that it would be easier for you to think of him as a hero. But, Valerie, he did kill a lot of… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“It was one of the constants of life. You are born, you die, you stand up when the bus doors open.” — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“Will you ever forgive me? " I shot back, leveling my gaze directly into his eyes. He stared into them for a few moments… — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
“Just like there's always time for pain, there's always time for healing.” — Jennifer Brown Copy Share Image
