I replay the scene again and again, the broken mashed-up face looming over me, the knowledge between the two of us that I’d done it. That act of kindness is still more unfathomable to me than any cruelty

I replay the scene again and again, the broken mashed-up face looming over me, the knowledge between the two of us that I’d done it. That act of kindness is still more unfathomable to me than any cruelty (Stephanie Oakes, The Sacred Lies of Minnow Bly)