“Did anybody reply to it?” I asked.

Evan rubbed his knuckles with his thumb and stared down at the patch of white ice by my tire.

“David replied twenty minutes ago,” Evan said quietly.

“He asked whether he ought to call the county safety board.”

“David knows me,” I said.

“He knows I’d never hurt Lucy.”

“He knows what your mother tells him,” Evan said.

“She told all of them you cut her off because you wanted to spend your money on yourself.”