Every time my brother-in-law drove me home, I would lose consciousness and wake up with unexplained aches and pains. My husband would only laugh and say, “You’re just out of shape, that’s all.” After the fourth ride, I secretly slipped a voice recorder into my purse and said nothing. That night, I listened to a phone conversation between the two of them that revealed my blackouts had never been accidental.
The stranger who owned the SUV loaded a folding chair and drove away.
I was embarrassed by how frightened I had been.
Priya shook her head when I told her.
“You waited until you felt able to decide.
That’s not something to be ashamed of.”
We went into the garden and spent an hour admiring orchids.
At home, I opened my old notebook.
The entry from 3:00 a.m. was still there: Recording secured.
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