I left the house and took a long drive so I could mull over everything that was going on. Something doesn't seem right about either of their stories. I don't believe for a second that the Feds had made a mistake, so what exactly is going on? Who's the man that picked Victoria up from the station, and how can I find that out?
I'm embarrassed to admit that I didn't know the name of Becky's dead husband; I just never got around to asking as it never seemed important. Such is the way of our relationship, and it has ever been this way. She knows we didn't get married for love that I was just trying to give my daughter a stable home while she was looking for the same.
Intimacy between us has never been an issue; I'm still alive after all, but there was never any great passion between us, and she knows and has been fine with this. In fact, after the crisis bonding period right after Adrienne passed, the guilt had been so strong that I may have neglected my new wife there in the beginning.
