In all honesty, I’ve learned to keep my distance from the infamous. I was once married to a man who carried that restless energy — the kind that draws a crowd but leaves the air uneasy. There was something dark behind the charm, something I could feel long before I could name it. That experience taught me everything I needed to know.

Now, when I sense that kind of energy, I step back without hesitation. Some lights burn too hot, and I’ve no wish to stand that close to the flame again.

My ancestors are looking after me