“He wanted Samantha to think he did,” Evelyn said.

“He told me he took on some heavy debt for it.”

I looked at the delicate lace netting on the inside of the expensive hairpiece.

My wife was fighting for her physical dignity every single day.

“Where was Brandon when this happened?” I asked.

“He was out in the waiting room,” Evelyn said.

“He didn’t hear it.”

I reached across the space between us and took her hand.