I ignored her and opened the letter.
The first line
“Anna, I knew why you married me.”
I stopped reading.
Richard knew it.
The letter continued.
She wrote that from the beginning she understood that security had been part of the reason I agreed to marry him. He was seventy-three years old, he was no fool.
But then he wrote:
“What mattered to me was why you stayed after you didn’t have to.”
My eyes filled with tears.
