She knew that.

The investigator called her name.

She stood, handed her phone to the clerk, and followed him inside.

Before the door closed she said there was one more message on the office phone that was not in the voicemail she gave my lawyer.

She did not know whether it mattered until she heard the date.

I wrote the words on the back of my appointment card so I would not lose them.

At Robert’s office I unfolded Linda’s letter along the creases.