"It's not about you being better." She moved to him then. Tara did something that was rare for her, and she folded herself against him, her face pressed against the crook of his neck as she let him hold her there. "It's not about you not being a good enough man or father. You get that, right? It's so far from being about that." She inhaled deeply.

"You're a good man. That's why I'm afraid." She swallowed thickly. "I told you- I told you about my hand, and... and it's already- I know you want to know why. I know you want to know what happened, what happened after, and I'm so scared, Jax. I'm scared it'll trap you or hurt you or... something."