"We’re all at the mercy of our parents in some respect, but he was a particularly weak example. Losing my job was one of the worst things that ever happened to me. I lost all sense of direction and purpose, but worse was seeing his disappointment when he realized how it impacted him. I needed his love and protection and got rage and guilt instead." Julia looked at the floor, hands loose. It was odd verbalizing her feelings after all this time. The reprint killed on a beach had worn a mask so long she’d lost herself in it.