I was married to Mark.”
The silence that followed was long enough that I checked the phone to make sure the call was still connected.
“I see,” she finally said.
“He passed away four days ago.
He left me a letter.
He told me about Daniel.”
Another silence.
“I’m not calling to cause any trouble,” I said quickly.
“I’m not angry at you.
I want to be clear about that.
Whatever happened between you and Mark — that’s between you and him.
I’m calling because he asked me to make sure Daniel wasn’t alone, and I didn’t know how to do that without talking to you first.”
When Diane spoke again, her voice had changed.
Something in it had loosened.
“He told you to call me.”
“He wrote it in the letter.
He said you were sick.”
“I had surgery last month.
I’m recovering.
