It is the reason my life is the shape it is.

And the thing to write is not a narrative.

It is times.

What time did they arrive, what time did they leave, what time did the crying start, what time did you look, what time did you leave, what time did you arrive.

Times and only times and whatever you actually saw, including — and this is the part I got right by accident and would never have got right on purpose — what you did not look at.

Two. If you are inside a window, get your own lawyer in the first week.