A Nurse Mentioned the Woman Visiting My Dying Husband—Then She Came to My Door With a Letter About a Five-Year-Old Boy
You always do.”
Those were his last clear words to me.
Afterward, people asked questions I had to answer in practical language.
Which funeral arrangements did I want?
Who would collect the belongings?
Had I contacted the insurer?
Could someone help with Sadie?
I answered, then forgot some answers and had to ask people to repeat themselves.