“Maybe.

But normal can’t mean I forget what happened.”

He looked down at the baby.

For once he did not ask me to make him feel better.

PART 17

In November, a thick packet arrived from the trust company’s successor institution.

It contained old ledgers, beneficiary notices, meeting minutes, and a sequence of correspondence that showed several attempts to contact me had gone to an address controlled by Brandt Development.

Helen spread the records across a conference table and organized them by date.