The judge looked at him sternly.

“You will speak only when you are asked a question.”

Michael fell silent, but I saw his hand tighten into a fist. Then Susan’s lawyer stood up.

“Mrs. Miller, is it true that your husband died forty-six years ago?”

“Yes.”

“And you never remarried after his death?”

“No.”

“Then how do you explain the birth of this child?”

Whispers spread through the courtroom. I held Emily more tightly in my arms.

“I’m prepared to explain everything, but only when the other party arrives.”