PART 21

The first anniversary of the discovery came on a Tuesday.

It wasn’t a date anyone had marked in advance, but Wyatt remembered as soon as he walked into my kitchen.

“One year ago I was sitting right there,” he said, pointing at the chair, “telling you I had a paper that would ruin everything.”

“It changed everything,” I said.

“It didn’t ruin everything.”

Austin came through the back door carrying a grocery bag.