I called her with my hand shaking.
I sent it
"Why would you do this? The review isn't finished."
"Because I think the hospital will protect you. They'll quietly bury it."
"I've refused the money."
"After I complained."
When she hung up, I opened the comments.
"They'll quietly bury it."
People were sharing the picture.
I started typing everything I could remember that might make them understand.
Then I opened Alicia's note.
I nearly photographed it to attach to my reply.
She'd trusted me to listen. Now I was searching her private words for something that would make people stop judging me.
People were sharing the picture.
The note couldn't establish what I'd known before the wedding.
I put down the phone without posting it.
***
An aunt called my parents.
A former professor who'd written me a recommendation asked whether the accusation was true.
I drafted an answer to him, deleted it, and started again.