Trust is essential to our lives. We trust in the predictability of laws of nature like gravity, magnetism, and lift. We trust in the economic decency of others when we shop online, in person, or sell our stuff online. Without trust, our basic functions of society would break down. Trust goes much deeper than that though: into our homes, across our tables, and into our beds. We trust our siblings, so we share our insecurities with them and find we are not alone; we trust our parents, so we let them tuck us in and comfort us at night as children and find salve for harassing thoughts in dark and lonely nighttime moments. Breaches of paternal and sibling trust are written about as grave tragedies by social scientists, novelists, and playwrights alike. Trust defines us in intimate and sometimes ruinous ways. What if there was a matter of trust even greater? What of a trust that runs deeper? What could be more frightening than discovering a trust more profound and intimate, and thus, more da