I went home on the Sunday morning to shower and to get her things and I was in that house for about two hours.

Patricia was at her brother’s.

She had gone there on the Friday night after a conversation at the hospital that I am not going to reproduce because it was about four sentences long and both of them were tired.

I went into the office off the garage where we keep the file cabinet, which is a two-drawer steel thing I bought in 2009, and I went through it standing up, drawer by drawer, the way you go through a parts bin.

It took about nine minutes.