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

That was his estimate, not mine.

I wasn’t there.”

I appreciated the distinction, although it made him sound strangely careful.

“What did you say?”

“That they probably knew what to check.”

“And he said?”

Dad took a breath.

“He wasn’t satisfied.”