That change had also started with Margaret.
Some legacies are large.
Some are quiet.
Margaret left both.
She left a daughter who finally knew the truth.
A son who finally learned to face it.
Granddaughters who knew where they came from.
A fund that helped women escape violence.
A caregiver who became a nurse.
And a scar that stopped being a symbol of shame.
For forty years, Margaret believed her back carried the worst thing that had ever happened to her.
In the end, it carried something else.
Evidence.
