Yes, I was denying and irate that this could have occurred to me, but I brushed it aside because I had something more pressing to deal with.

I demanded that interviewing shrinks would have to wait.

But Dava and Noa kind of bullied my hand. They blackmailed me into speaking to someone. "How?" he inquired, intrigued. Something he did know about his determined wife was that when she had set her mind on something, it was extremely hard to persuade her to change it back again. She cleared her throat and swallowed a healthy gulp of white wine. "At the time, my only intention was to locate you," she admitted....