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

“I can show you the transfers.

I don’t want to guess.”

For once, I welcomed the refusal to give an instant number.

We would look at the records.

I did not need a rounded figure that later became another contradiction.

“The trips weren’t work?”

“Some included work.

Some were just to see them.”