car weren’t work documents.
They were medical results.
He had known before the twins were born.
I stared at Carol.
“You knew?”
She nodded.
“When?”
“March.”
My chair scraped against the floor as I stood.
“You knew all that time?”
“He asked me not to tell you.”
My anger came instantly.
“I was his wife!”
“I know.”
“I deserved to know!”
“I know.”
Carol didn’t defend herself.
She explained that Daniel had met her at a diner after receiving his results.
He made her promise not to tell me.
“He
