Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase

He set his coat on the chair and looked at his reflection in the dark computer screen.

“You look flushed, Nora.

Perhaps you need to lie down.”

“I am fine.

Did you come home for something?”

“A folder.

The audit people want last quarter’s branch reports.” He opened the top desk drawer and took out a green folder.

“I thought I left it in the cabinet.”