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 sat on the floor eating Thai food.

Again.

Like Alistair and me in that first office.

For a moment I felt grief.

Then I realized something.

Back then, the empty room represented everything we hoped to build.

Now the empty room represented everything I was no longer required to hold up.

Both beginnings.