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 almost admired the nerve.
Matty dropped a carrot.
Paige picked it up.
Alistair avoided my eyes.
After dessert, I asked the sitter I had arranged to take Matty into the den with a movie.
Paige hesitated.
“He’s fine here.”
“No.”