NORA

Caleb nodded once. “Yes.”

“What does Kyle have to do with anything?”

He watched my face as though he expected to find an answer before I gave him one. “I saw him at the hospital.”

“When?”

“The day after your phone went off. I was trying to find you, and he was the only person there I recognized.”

I remembered standing with Kyle before I went into my mother’s room. I had been about to give him my answer, but he never gave me the chance, and we never spoke about it again. After he helped with the cremation arrangements, I had barely thought about that conversation.

“What did...