If he did, we’re not protecting him from it.” She began to cry.

I stayed on the telephone until she was ready to say goodnight.

Family loyalty had become a question none of us could answer simply.

PART 8

Rachel spoke for the first time on a Thursday morning.

Her voice was weak and rough.

The nurse called me at work, and I left a crew pouring a foundation under the supervision of my deputy.

By the time I reached the hospital, Rachel was exhausted again, but when she saw me she managed a small, unmistakable smile.