“How did you survive going home?”

I cried immediately.

“I don’t know.”

For the first time, she was imagining us not only as parents who deceived her, but as devastated new parents trying to function.

Understanding arrived.

Again:

Not absolution.

PART 59 — WHAT SHE TELLS HER DAUGHTER

When Chloe’s daughter was old enough to look at family photographs, she saw the picture of two babies.

“Who’s that?”