A Nurse Mentioned the Woman Visiting My Dying Husband—Then She Came to My Door With a Letter About a Five-Year-Old Boy
Over time, the connection was lost to the people who needed to know it.”
“Wouldn’t he remember?”
“Some memories from very early childhood are fragments.
They don’t necessarily give a person a name or a place to search.
And he was told what adults believed his history to be.”
I thought about Simon saying he did not have family, usually in the flat voice of someone who did not want sympathy.
He had not meant there was a brother he preferred to hide.
He had meant what he understood to be true.