And my daughter, sitting on a floor with a notebook open on her knees, said: “October 2013.”

I did not say anything.

She turned pages for about fifteen seconds.

“It’s not here.”

“No.”

“Dad, you wrote down a wrong number at eleven at night on the ninth of October and you didn’t write down her.”

And I said: “No, I didn’t.”

She sat on that floor for a while.