My 11-year-old pulled me behind a pillar at the mall—what we saw my mother-in-law doing made us hide, and by morning, two people had gone pale

it worse. They were ordinary people convincing themselves that each dishonest act was temporary.

Daniel lied because he wanted to hide his failed investment. Margaret lied because she wanted her money back. Richard lied because rushed deals meant profit. Victor agreed to enter our house because he was being paid.

Each person believed the next step would continue reading …