Alexander Sinclair Came Back to Fairview Hospital to Defend His Injured Wife Against Her Family’s Demands

She can’t move a dollar now.”

“Sentencing,” I said.

“January twelfth, nine in the morning.

You’ll both be asked to speak, and you don’t have to.”

Hale collected his report, left the copy, and pulled the door shut behind him without any ceremony.

Rosalie lay still for a while with her eyes on the window and the gray evening coming down behind the blinds.

“Start sanding the porch step,” she said.

“I’ll sand the porch step.”