“My dad told me when I was five.”

Helen nodded.

She explained that she had worked in the accounting department of a company tied to Gerald and discovered payments made in her name.

After receiving threats and arguing with Walter, she left for Wisconsin.

Walter decided to tell me she had died.

Years later she tried writing to me, but got no answer, and in the end gave in to fear and distance.

“You could have found me when I grew up,” I said.