PART 5 — Nine Years They Could Not Give Back

I asked Samantha to have the movers work somewhere else for a little while if that was possible.

She spoke to them, then returned to the kitchen.

We sat where we could hear Toby if he needed her but could keep our voices down.

I did not want him learning who I was through an argument about his existence.

Samantha brought water.

I accepted it because my mouth had become dry and because refusing every ordinary gesture would not make the questions clearer.