Chapter 22
Wes’s head tilted to the side. “That’s one of the things I like about you.” At my questioning look, he added, “That you’re so scrupulous, it tears you up inside when you aren’t being fully honest.”
But my whole life was a lie. No, that wasn’t strictly true. I’d moved so far away from home for two reasons. One, so I could live my life authentically without the risk—which may or may not prove to havebeen misplaced—of losing some of my family. And two, because facing the lie I presented to the people Iloved most was eating away at me. Here I could push it away most of the time. It wasn’t in my face.