I pulled Emma behind me.
« Why are you here? »
« You knew my husband? »
« Not well enough, » he said. « But I knew his family. »
An older woman stepped out of the nearest car.
She had silver hair and Frank’s eyes.
Barry lowered his voice.
« Rachel, your husband’s family was told that your daughter died before she was born. »
« You knew my husband? »
I shut the door.