PART 3   I stared at the hospital bracelet in the lunchbox until the letters of my own name blurred.

the accident at the construction site.

I looked up.

Walter had bowed his head.

“What accident?”

He swallowed.

“A scaffold collapsed. Two men were badly hurt. I was the supervisor that day.”

I waited.

He continued, voice low.

“The company blamed me. I blamed myself too. There were investigations, lawyers, threats. I lost my job. I lost my license. I started continue reading …