He wrote to me, once, in the summer after.

Two paragraphs, by hand.

The first paragraph is an apology to Evelyn, which he asked me to convey and which I did, and which she read and put in a drawer and has never mentioned.

The second paragraph is one sentence and it is this:

I have gone back to it perhaps a thousand times and I cannot find the day I decided, which I think is the point.

Part Thirty: Sixty Days