A correction in a ledger six years later was necessary.

It was not justice in full.

Joan later gave me a copy of a formal notice explaining that certain allegations against Walter were no longer supported by the reviewed records.

I placed it in the drawer with his notebook.

I did not frame it.

The man in the photograph beside my bed was still the same man, with his kindness and his secrecy, and no document could simplify him.

One afternoon I took Owen to the small park near our apartment.