I Found a Little Boy’s Photograph Taped Beneath Our Bed—Then One Word in My Husband’s Hidden Letters Changed Everything

He was attentive to discomfort he could see.

He had also created a discomfort he had chosen not to let me see.

On the drive home, I was silent.

He asked whether something had happened at work.

“No.”

“Did someone say something tonight?”

“No.”

“Sam.”