Chapter 38: What the Survey Said

None of them slept much that night, the weight of Oda's confession settling over the *Lorna Jean* like its own kind of weather. Nora lay awake running scenarios she couldn't yet fully populate with facts, trying to imagine the shape of a document that had cost thirty years of one woman's silence and, apparently, at least one life she knew of directly. Eli spent part of the night on deck alone, loo...