HE WALKED STRANGERS THROUGH MY LAKE HOUSE LIKE HE OWNED IT

stare at her husband like she was meeting him for the first time.

The folder I was never supposed to find

Two months earlier, Diane had asked me to grab a box of her old yearbooks out of their basement in Eagan. Gareth was at work. She was upstairs nursing the baby. I went down by myself.

The box was on a metal shelf next to a beat-up filing cabinet. continue reading …