part 2 The man who spent eleven years blaming me for our childlessness threw me out of our home9-008v

in a plastic sleeve.

“Because someone sent this to my office.”

He handed it to me.

The handwriting was shaky, uneven, like it had been written by a person in pain.

Mr. Hart,

I do not have much time, and I have carried this long enough. The child you lost did not die. She was placed with a couple named Foster in Pasadena. The attorney who arranged it was continue reading …