Then he saw me down the stairs, dizzy.
The last thing Linda
had written down was that, the next morning, my children had asked them not to talk to me about the fight until the doctors had established exactly what had happened.
And after that? I asked.
Jake is hesitant.
Mom’s gone.
Because he was stealing?
No.
Then why?
Because someone paid for it.
I looked at Sarah.
Then to David.
You’re going to?
“No,” said David.
Then who?
Jake took out another document.
Richard.
My breath was cut off.
My husband?
Two days before he died.
The payment was real.
At
least the document appeared to indicate a transfer from an account associated to Richard to Linda.
But Jake himself admitted that he did not know the reason.
“My mother thought for a long time that it was payment for silence.
