“She spent the last year of her life working at a pharmacy, caring for Sophie, and trying to find old files.

People thought she couldn’t let go.

I think she just wanted her daughter to know her father wasn’t careless.”

June turned toward the window, where Sophie was balancing books on her head.

“She had asked me to promise that Sophie wouldn’t grow up hearing only the company’s version.”

“You kept that promise,” Vincent said.

“I kept the question alive.

The answer is taking longer.”