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

The first time he asked me to sign something, it was a waiver for a kayaking trip.

I read all three pages.

He waited.

“You know this is for a kayak?”

“I’m aware.”

“Any hidden corporate guarantees?”

“Not unless the canoe industry has become aggressive.”

I laughed harder than the joke deserved.