At the Hospital, a Nurse Told Me My Husband’s Wife and Son Were Already With Him—Then I Heard the Recording From His Crash

I had spent enough years knowing things I did not need to know.

PART 59 — MATTHY SENDS A DRAWING

When Matty was six, a forwarded envelope arrived.

Inside was a child’s drawing.

A red car.

A blue house.

Three stick figures.

Paige had written:

He remembers playing cars with you. He asked if Jackie still has the red one.

I had forgotten.