Two seconds. Possibly three.
That is the only moment in six years when the system reached in and asked the exact right question of the exact right person, and I closed it, and I closed it because I was in a hurry to get to the next stage.
He would not have said it. I know that now. He has told me he would not have said it.
But he was not asked twice.
What I knew already.
And there is one more and it is worse.
In the February of 2021 I found a letter.
It was in the drawer in the hall with the car things, in an envelope from a hospital at Thrale, and it had his name on it.
And I asked him about it that evening, holding it, in our kitchen.
And he said it was about his mother. That he had gone to something with her.
