We couldn’t undo what he’d learned as a boy.

We could choose what our daughter learned by watching us.

PART 33

One evening after a follow-up appointment, traffic slowed to a crawl on the highway.

Before his illness Callum would have used the time to return calls, dictate notes, or review tomorrow’s schedule.

This time his phone remained in his pocket.

He asked what I had wanted to do before we married.

The question surprised me.