beyond saying that she is alive.
He was suspended pending an investigation.
And when that investigation finally reported — three weeks before I walked into that corridor with a lunch box — it found no fault on his part.
None. It is in writing.
It was a system failure. A rota running two short on a Saturday night. A second signature required by policy with nobody available in the building to give it.
Three weeks, he had had that letter. Three weeks of still getting up at ten past seven.
I have asked him about those three weeks more than about the other eleven months.
Because the eleven months I understand. Eleven months is a man in a hole digging.
Three weeks is a man with a ladder.
And what he has told me, eventually, in the July, is that he read that letter in the car outside the hospital and then
