She had not been brave in a way anyone should ever have to be.

She had been that brave because the alternative was to let my husband get away with it.

Chapter 11 — What She Recorded

Richard lunged toward the examination table.

“Shut your mouth, you crazy old woman!”

I threw myself in front of my mother without a second’s thought — and Richard stopped short, because a security guard was already striding down the hallway toward the open door, and the nurse had her hand on the desk phone.