For a moment, I was grateful someone remembered the difference.
Then the nurse appeared beside me.
“Mr.
Walker, your daughter is asking for you again.”
I returned to Lily’s bedside.
She had filled another page with shaky handwriting.
THE MAN IN THE GRAY COAT WAS THERE.
Below it, she had written:
HE TOLD THEM WHO YOU REALLY ARE.
My heart began pounding.
“Lily,” I whispered, “what did he say?”
She looked straight into my eyes.
With enormous effort, she wrote one final sentence.
HE SAID YOU WOULD CALL HIM FIRST.
