Chapter 18: On Camera

The reporter knocked at eight the next morning.

She was young and tidy, in a camel coat.

A man with a camera stood behind her at the bottom of the steps.

I opened the door in Gran's robe.

"Mrs. Ekdahl? Channel 6. We ran a segment on the five o'clock last night."

"I wanted to give you the chance to respond before the six tonight."

"A segment on what?"

She held out her phone.

It showed Kristin on a couch in a pale sweater.

A box of tissues sat on her knee, and her hand rested on her stomach.

I pressed play.

"I loved Nils my whole life," Kristin said to the camera.

Her voice broke in all the right places.

"I only wanted to give his child a family. Then his wife found out his brother had money, and she moved in with him."

"She's used her own pregnancy to take every man in my life."

The video ended on a close-up of her eyes.

I handed the phone back.

I noticed that my hands were perfectly steady.

"She said I stole her man," I said.

"She said you moved from one brother to the other," said the reporter.

She was not unkind.

"I'm trying to be fair. Would you like to say something?"

Behind me, in the kitchen, I heard a chair scrape.

Anders had come to the doorway in his socks, in an open flannel.

I held up one hand without turning around.

He stopped.

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