At 30,000 Feet, I Watched My Wife Crawl Across the Floor With Both Legs in Casts While My Mother Hid Her Crutches—Then I Noticed What Was Recording Behind Them
“Know what?”
“That you’re isolating him.”
Clara stopped arguing.
I watched her face.
She looked exhausted.
Not weak.
Exhausted.
PART 19 — I CALL CLARA
I did not show her everything immediately.
She was recovering.