she did and eventually, itu wroe to her and i told her i had written about her or that i wrote this story about discovering her story on the news. she wrote back, she wrote me letters and her first letter, she was kind of livid, she was upset that i had written about her and she said you didn't know me, you didn't know my son. what gives you the right to even write about me? so i wrote back and i wrote back and told her my story and who i was and why i had written about her and how i wrote about discovering herer news and i fellow followed along with it and i told her i would like to hear her story. not what the newspaper said what was on the news what people said about the truth and i include this in the book because i think it's important, it's important to see the writer implicate themselves and talk about how they are complicit in certain provinces. when i asked her to tell me her story, she wrote back and said this is not a story, this is my life. she put me in my place. i deserved it. at that moment, i started thinking about why i was writing why i was writing this way. went back to