“Your husband’s attorney called the records office at two fifty,” she said.

“Charles is not my husband.”

“He’s listed as the father.” She smoothed the sheet again.

“He paid the rush fee for a certified copy of the whole chart.”

“And what time did he come and offer me tea?”

“Two forty.” Marisol looked up.

“The unit secretary told me.

He said he was going to smooth things over before the panel.”