One day soon she'd sit them down and explain to them that sometimes bad things happen, sometimes terrible, soul-destroying things happen to people. She'd tell them: somehow, we who are left, we have to carry on. It's right that we should carry on. It's what Carl - it's what Daddy would want them to do. Carry on. Out of respect for Daddy, out of love, we have to carry on.
That's the only thing we can do, she'd say.
Because blaming the other person isn't enough. But sometimes it's the only damn thing that's left .
That and the loneliness.