She was afraid, she said, but she told me not to worry. I’ll handle it. I knew what that meant. I didn’t agree with it, but I had no other solution. Now that I am old, I’ve considered that perhaps she raised the child with her husband and never said anything more about it. We stopped seeing each other after that, so she could’ve done it. Perhaps it wasn’t even mine. It certainly could’ve been, but I had no
