Our Home Security Camera Recorded What My Husband Did Before He Left for Denver

“You can always tell me,” I said.

Lily twisted her hair around her pinky finger.

She stared at the ceiling tiles above the bed.

“It was a special game.”

“A game with the pearls,” I said.

She nodded once.

A nurse walked into the room holding a small plastic cup of clear liquid.

She set it down on the rolling tray table next to the bed.