Thanks for saying you don’t know.”

Sophie went outside and sat on the back step for two hours and would not let anyone come out.

When she came in she said one thing: “Now there’s two of us.”

I said, “What?”

“Two people in this family who could have ended it and didn’t,” she said. “I’m not saying it to be horrible. I’ve been by myself in that for five years and I’m not anymore, and I’d rather have company than be right.”

I drove to Montana that Thursday.