Harold Vance died in 2016.

I found out about all of it in a deposition transcript in the April, at page three hundred and six, from my mother’s own mouth, at forty-five years old.

I wrote to Theo in the June.

It took me nine weeks to write four paragraphs.

He replied in three days and what he said, and he has said I may put it in, was:

I’ve known since I was fourteen.