The Secret Place
It took Dr.
Raghunathan asking me a direct question for me to notice that I looked at my rear-view mirror perhaps three times a minute, and that I was not looking at the road behind me.
I was checking that she was sitting up.
That is what a year of it was.
A man driving through Connecticut in the ordinary daylight, glancing every twenty seconds at a nine-year-old in a booster seat, confirming.
I do not do that anymore.