I’m leaving you something so you’ll never have to depend on anyone. I had not paid attention.

I started, that night, to pay attention.

My father had understood something I had not, and I think now that he saw it coming, in the quiet way careful men see things.

He never liked Gavin.

He never said so outright — he was not a man who made scenes — but there was a reserve in him around my husband, a watchfulness, and once, not long before he died, he had taken my hand across a kitchen table and said, “I want you to have your own money, Nora.

Not our money.