I wonder how much longer we have, if I’m honest, to get through this story. And I wonder how much time I have to persuade Tom to talk to you. Last night he didn’t sleep well either—I heard him get up at least three times. It won’t surprise you to know we’ve had separate rooms for many years now. During the day he goes out, and I don’t ask him where he spends his hours anymore. I stopped asking at least twenty years ago, after I received the answer I’d known was coming.
