Fifty-One Hours
And I did not get the thing I actually wanted, which was for somebody official to say out loud that what my husband did was a serious wrong.
Nobody said that.
Not Rhoda Pinckney, not the lawyer, not Dr.
Ubaldi.
Because that is not what any of those people are for, and because he was not their problem.
Two things arrived afterward that were not part of any process.
In the April, a letter from Warren Tso, which I have already quoted, and which I keep in a folder.
And in the June, a card.