Graham moved into a short-term rental.
He sent messages, but I answered only the practical ones.
He paid the medical bills that insurance did not cover.
He also gave a formal statement consistent with what he had finally said in the hospital.
Judith tried to contact me through relatives.
She called the fall an accident, then a misunderstanding, then a private family matter.
Each version asked me to carry the same burden: protect her from what she had done.
I stopped responding.
The case moved slowly through interviews and records rather than one dramatic confrontation.
My medical chart documented the fractures, lung bruising, pressure mark, and the account I gave before anyone could coordinate a story.
Graham’s message established that he knew I had been pushed while he was still telling hospital staff I slipped.
His later statement confirmed what he saw.
The relatives’ accounts supported the argument that preceded the fall.
