The Photograph of a Newborn in a Yellow Knitted Hat
We’ll send the updated forms.”
“Can I ask what this is about?”
“Just routine,” I said, and hung up before she could ask anything else.
Sarah stopped tapping.
“You’re a terrible liar.”
“She gave me the address.”
“Now what, you’re just going to show up at her door?”
I folded the envelope and put it in my coat pocket.