George might never get the kind of justice that comes with a headline and a verdict. But the people he died trying to protect would not be left exposed while we waited for perfect proof.
That became the principle under everything.
Winter came early that year. We insulated the barn apartments, stacked wood, bought better snow tires for the van, and prepared every room for weather and new arrivals. Natalie passed her GED practice tests. Owen took his first truly independent steps in the kitchen between Helena and me while Clare clapped so hard she cried. One woman from Altoona arrived with a broken wrist and a son who had not spoken above a whisper in months. Another came from three counties over with a restraining order and no coat because she had run in a hurry. We gave her boots from the donation closet, chili from the stove, and a lock on a door that belonged only to her.