“Father used to say that change took time, but he was wrong. It did not take any time at all to change me. The glimpse of a family. A beautiful tale. A child’s tears. A confession. A wound. An honest opinion. A friend’s betrayal. One parent’s death and another’s embrace. A touch – an instant slapping you with its light and jolting you back, shaken and blinking. Those quick moments were what changed people.”
