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 heard enough.

PART 43 — ALISTAIR DIES

The surgery lasted hours.

It did not save him.

The neurosurgeon came into the waiting room before dawn.

I knew before he spoke.

“I’m sorry.”

I sat down.

For months, I had imagined legal freedom.

Divorce judgment.