I Came Home With My Husband’s Suitcase—Then an 11:14 p.m. Call Revealed Who Would Answer When I Needed Help

“I understand.”

I could not tell whether she understood the decision or merely understood that she could not reverse it.

“I won’t change the record to make you look worse,” I said.

She looked up.

“Thank you.”

“I didn’t say I would make it better.”

Her fingers stopped moving.

“I know.”