"The issue," she says, forgetting to keep her voice down, "is that when he was ten, and I was eighteen, I left him alone with those people. And the person I was dating when I did that was you. And you've always come at him like he's some misunderstood kid and you know what he's going through, and you don't, Chad. You couldn't, because we don't tell people about it."

She stops, lowers her voice back to just above a whisper. "The short version is, you cannot understand what our childhoods were like. I don't understand them, and I lived though them."