“Eventually.”

“Eventually is what most people manage, Evelyn.”

She was quiet.

“You didn’t send me the medical file,” she said.

“You had every reason to.

You had the whole thing worked out before I did and you sent me one page out of a ledger, with a lawyer’s letter, and nothing else.

Why?”

“Because if I’d handed you the conclusion, you’d have spent the rest of your life being able to say you’d been used by a bitter ex-wife,” I said.