There can’t be two sides to a story because there isn’t a story in the first place. There’s an event and there are those who experience it and there are their retellings, filled with minor errors and assumptions and maybe white lies if they are good. And maybe gross and intentional misrepresentations if they are bad. And there’s never really a story to recount, just memories of an experience that everyone perceived in their own way, more or less aligned, but never exactly the same.














