Because I did not need his understanding to make my career real.
That lesson took me far too long to learn.
Daniel was not at the ceremony.
Our divorce was still being finalized.
His company had collapsed.
Civil and criminal investigations into the loan paperwork and federal proposal were continuing.
I never celebrated that.
Daniel was still Clara’s father.
Whatever happened between us, I wanted her someday to understand the truth without inheriting my anger.
But I also stopped protecting him from the consequences of his choices.
That was different.
After the ceremony, General Rhodes shook my hand.
“Your grandfather would have been proud.”
I looked toward Clara.
“I hope so.”
Gloria walked over carrying her.
My daughter reached for the medals on my uniform.
“No,” I laughed. “Those are not toys.”
She grabbed one anyway.
General Rhodes smiled.
“Strong command presence.”
“Runs in the family.”
That evening, after everyone left, I sat beside Clara’s crib.
