Suddenly, the forty years felt much longer. All that time I had believed that Anna simply hadn’t loved me enough.
Why didn't you come to get me? Even if it was after.
Anna looked down at her hands.
“I found out she was pregnant three weeks later.
I looked at her, unable to react.
What?
I was pregnant, Walter.
The floor seemed to move under me.
A child. A son of mine and Anna. For forty years I had believed that I had only lost her.
Were you expecting my son?
"Yes.
What happened to the baby?
Anna looked away.
I delivered it for adoption.
Why?
“I was twenty years old, I was alone and terrified. Your mother had convinced me that you didn't love me anymore. He told me that the baby would have a better life with a family that could give her what I couldn’t.
