At the hospital, in the initial days, when they were talking about distinguishing marks, she didn’t confess the secret of what was printed on her body because she hadn’t known it was there. It was only much later that she found it. Even then, she didn’t want to admit to what it was or its location. The last thing she wanted was pictures of herself like that.
The maternity doctors probably knew it was there later. By then, her history was just another part of the file. No one paid any attention to that history because she and Calvin had been so clear about moving forward, not backward.
“There was no way for us to know who she was,” Diane said, defending her son. “There was no jewelry, no significant labels in the clothes.”
“What happened to her wedding ring?” Murphy asked.
“She wasn’t w
