12 NoraNora shook her head sharply to clear away the childhood memory.
Hunter’s smile disappeared. “Are you okay?”
Nora gave a no-big-deal wave. “I’m a little distracted. You just did something that reminded me of our mom.”
“I’ve never even seen a picture of her.” Hunter’s eyes widened. “Does she look more like me or like you?”
Cataloging the similarities and differences would take all day. Nora couldn’t go there.
“Sorry,” she apologized. “I’d love to get into that with you. I promise we’ll do it later. But today, we have to focus on the circumstances surrounding your husband’s death.”
“I understand.” Hunter sighed. “But I’ll hold you to that promise.”
“Fair enough. So let’s start with your husband.”
Nora picked up her pen and held it poised above her legal pad. “When did you two m
