She agreed, but only because she wanted Alicia’s scarf and bandage ring returned. She had placed them in the box after the funeral, and she wanted to keep them.
I gathered the keepsakes, the inheritance notice, and the signed refusal documents.
When I arrived at her house, she let me into the kitchen.
We sat across from each other at a small table.
I opened the box and placed it between us.
Nora touched the scarf with two fingers.
For a moment, her expression changed. She looked like the sister who had carefully adjusted Alicia’s veil during the wedding.
Then the grief returned to her face.
“I’m not withdrawing my complaint,” she said.
“I’m not asking you to.”
She looked up sharply.
“Then why are you here?”
“Because I want you to tell the hospital what you actually witnessed.”
She folded her arms.
“I saw you marry my sister.”
“Yes.”
