The Lesson: An Excerpt from A Ritual for Forgiveness

Beth was curled into a fetal position, her head in my lap and her arms wrapped around my waist. She was sobbing. I held her distantly, empathetic for the pain she was feeling but not for its cause—she’d betrayed me. They’d both betrayed me, and now I was supposed to pardon them. “Please, Jessi, you have … Continue reading The Lesson: An Excerpt from A Ritual for Forgiveness