He scoffed.

“I bleed for this company to give us this life, and you sit in the dark and interrogate me?

Grow up.” In that moment the gaslighting nearly worked.

I almost agreed that I was a paranoid, ungrateful wife inventing ghosts.

That is the part outsiders never understand about it — how a smart woman can be talked out of her own eyes.

It doesn’t happen because you’re foolish.