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
He tried anyway.
His lawyers advised him to slow down.
Doctors too.
He interpreted rest as defeat.
That had always been Alistair’s problem.
He thought stopping meant losing.
PART 35 — HE ASKS ME TO HELP HIM AGAIN
“Jacqueline.”
He called one evening.
“I need you at tomorrow’s board meeting.”