blew apart everything I knew about my husband, and disappeared.”
“I’m very sorry.”
I closed my eyes. “Just tell her I need to speak to her.”
“I can do that.”
I hung up.
I can pass along a request for contact.
***
By evening, everything seemed obvious.
Daniel had betrayed me.
Lily was the proof. Rebecca had spent eighteen years helping him hide it.
I was certain I finally understood what had happened.
I wasn’t even close.
Daniel had betrayed me.
***
The next morning, I pulled Daniel’s old files out of the closet.
If Rebecca wouldn’t talk, Daniel would.
Or whatever he had left behind would.
Tax returns.
Insurance policies.
Old business statements.
Receipts I couldn’t believe we had kept.
I found nothing with Rebecca’s name.
If Rebecca wouldn’t talk, Daniel would.
That almost made it worse. For eighteen years, Daniel had kept her separate from our life.
But I had
