The Witness Line
I telephoned Greta and I could not get through a sentence.
And what my sister said, who is three years older than me and a veterinary nurse and not remotely sentimental, was:
“Hannah.
Stop.
Before you decide anything about him — do you actually owe it?
Do you know that you owe it, or is that a thing a company in Iowa has told you?”
Part Twenty-Eight: What a Spouse Actually Is
Here is what I did not know on the twelfth of December when I signed three documents in eleven minutes, and what almost nobody knows, and what I would very much like everybody reading this to know.