They had handed me bad information.

They had not told me to hide it for six years.

They had not told me to accuse Penelope.

They had not told me to refuse a proper retest.

They had not told me to leave.

The clinic owned the first failure.

I owned what I built with it.

PART 3 — THE PAPER DID NOT MAKE ME INNOCENT

I did not drive directly to Penelope’s obstetrician and wait beside her car.

I wanted to.