He nodded.
Diane said, “We did what we thought was best.”
“We?”
“You weren’t looking at Evie.”
“Ben had his future ahead of him.”
“So did his daughter.”
Diane looked away.
“What’s her name?”
Ben hesitated.
Diane glanced at him.
Diane looked away.
I caught it.
“What’s her name, Ben?”
“Claire.”
My husband had a daughter named Claire.
“When was the last time you heard from her?”
“A long time ago.”
My husband had a daughter named Claire.
“Give me more than that, Ben.”
His face tightened.
“Four years ago.”
Four years ago, Ben and I were already married and already trying for a child.
“She contacted you while we were trying to have a baby?”
“Yes.”
“Give me more than that, Ben.”
I remembered Ben sitting beside me after another negative test, telling me we would keep trying for as long as it took.
“What did she want?”
