And a man who had suddenly, in the last ten years of our marriage, started going to “insurance conferences” in Boston three or four times a year.
Now, sitting in Dr. Parker’s office, I said it out loud for the first time in twelve years.
“There was a woman named Evelyn Carter,” I said. “She visited my husband in the hospital. Right before he died.”
Daniel’s head snapped around.
“Mom,” he said. “Did you just say Evelyn Carter?”
“Yes. Why?”
He stared at the folder on the desk. His face had gone completely white. I’d never seen a grown man’s face lose its color so fast. It was like watching someone pull a plug.
Then he looked at me.
“Because Dad worked with her.”
I shook my head. “Your father sold insurance, Daniel. What would he possibly be doing with a medical researcher?”Get Health Tips
