But all of this was beside the point! What mattered was that now he knew—or firmly believed, for everything fit—that he had not been abandoned by his parents, that he had not been hated by his uncle. That connection with his uncle—that had disturbed the man sufficiently that he had turned that evening and lost his balance.
An accident.
Nobody’s fault.
Garner shook with joyful relief. He was notunlovable. He had been loved.
And, even more, he now had a realistic view of things, one that fitted the new and old facts reasonably, based on how he now understood the world to function—an understanding that was far more subtle and sensible than the emotional, simplistic solutions produced by the imagination of a traumatized and grieving child.
He hadbeen loved by his parents.
He repeated this phrase several times, and each time felt the warming effect of it.