The Photograph That Led Me to My Twins—and the Letters My Mother Hid for Three Years
No pressure on witnesses.
No announcement to the press.
If the ledger existed, we would report what it showed to appropriate authorities rather than using it to fight a private war.
Savannah gave me a brief look of surprise.
“That’s different from the man I married,” she said.
“I’m trying to become different.”
“Trying isn’t the same as succeeding.”
“No,” I admitted.