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“He’s not your father,” her mother said with an air of unctuous sympathy. “He’s my sperm donor.” === —love doesn’t trump all for you, safety does. === “I worry she’ll waste her life searching out things to fill the hole, transitory things, soul-baubles, new age therapies, self-medication. === We are all lost, Rachel realized, and resolved to bandage her own wound as best she could and never pick at the scab again. === James, her mother wrote, was never meant for us. And we were never meant for him. === “A man is the stories he tells about himself, and most of those stories are lies. Never look too closely. If you uncover his lies, it’ll humiliate you both. Best to just live with the bullshit.” === Her mother, brilliant at analyzing the problems of strangers, never had a clue how to diagnose herself. So she spent her life in search of solutions to problems that were born, raised, lived, and died within the boundaries of her own marrow.