A Nurse Mentioned the Woman Visiting My Dying Husband—Then She Came to My Door With a Letter About a Five-Year-Old Boy

None of that made secrecy harmless.

It made the decision human enough to examine.

“He knew you might offer more than you could manage,” Nora said.

“He could have asked me to think first.”

“Yes.”

“He could have let me say no.”

“Yes.”

Instead, he had tried to preserve a choice by controlling when I learned it existed.