My husband rang to say he was in emergency surgery all night. I was looking down through the glass walkway at him at the time, with his arm round another woman and his entire family beside him holding boarding passes. I didn’t go down. I went to a quiet corner and made one phone call.

PART 1 — OPEN THE FILE

“Hey, sweetheart. I’m stuck in an emergency. Looks like I’m here till morning.”

Warm, easy, slightly tired. He is extremely good at that voice; he has used it on frightened families for fifteen years.

I opened my mouth to tell him to be careful.

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