My Husband Woke Me at 4:40 A.M. to Serve His Mother. Three Days After I Left, the Police Called About My House.
“Would you call her?” I asked Samantha.
“Not to arrange another surprise.
Just ask if she will speak to me with you here.”
Samantha called Patricia on speakerphone.
The woman who answered had a low, measured voice, much gentler than I expected from Gavin’s description of his difficult aunt.
“Claire,” she said, “I have wanted to explain this for years.
I did not know if it would comfort you or make your life harder.”
“Before you explain anything,” I told her, “I need to know whether Brenda knows about you and Madeline.”