Getting out of the Nightmare didn't mean getting my old life back. I think maybe a little part of me thought it would. Not consciously. I didn't expect everybody to be standing outside my house with balloons and a banner saying: WELCOME BACK FROM THE FUCKING NIGHTMARE. But once he was arrested, once my family finally knew what had actually been happening behind that front door, I suppose I hoped some things might start falling back into place. My children. My grandchildren. M