“I realized your answers couldn’t matter. It doesn’t matter why you did it, why you chose them, chose us, chose me. It doesn’t matter how you justify it, because the answers were never going to make sense to anyone else anyway. They were yours. And they were wrong. They were always, always wrong.”

“I realized your answers couldn’t matter. It doesn’t matter why you did it, why you chose them, chose us, chose me. It doesn’t matter how you justify it, because the answers were never going to make sense to anyone else anyway. They were yours. And they were wrong. They were always, always wrong.”

— Dot Hutchison