Camille.
She did not marry him.
That was decided in the February and it was her decision and she has been clear that it was not about the children.
She said, in a car park in the March, that she could get her head round four children. What she could not get her head round was that she had been with a man for three years and had never once been told there had been a wife who was pregnant.
He had told her the marriage ended because they wanted different things.
She rings me about once a month. We are not friends. We are two women
who were in the same hallway on the twenty-fifth of December and who both found out something that afternoon, and there is a specific kind of sentence that only the two of us can say to each other.
And the scan photograph, which came out of that bureau on Christmas Day and which is now in my house.
