“You always have to question everything,” he would say.

“I’m an investigator,” I would answer.

“Questioning things is part of my job.”

He would smile as though I’d missed the point.

When I told him I was pregnant, he stared at the test on the bathroom counter for a long time.

“This isn’t good timing,” he said.

I tried to laugh.

“Babies don’t usually consult calendars.”