I just wanted to cry where she died, Liv,” he whispered. “I couldn’t cry in our house. You were barely eating. I thought if I broke in front of you, you would break too.”
I could not find my voice.
“I wasn’t looking. I stepped into the road,” Nolan continued. “A car came around the bend, and a woman pulled me back by my coat. It was… Marta. She was walking home from a shift.”
“And you never told me.”
“She sat with me for four hours that night,” he
