I want you to know I assumed you were coming.”

I said something reassuring and got off the phone and drove to work, and I did not think about it again for about six hours, which is a lie, because I thought about nothing else and did four hours of work in nine.

I am Hannah Reyes-Calder.

I was thirty-eight years old that spring.

I had been married to Logan Calder for thirteen years.

I ran the accounts department for a mid-size landscaping and irrigation firm in Kearny Mesa, which is a job nobody has ever been impressed by and which I was extremely good at.