My fiancé vanished a week before our wedding and left me his ten children. Thirty years later a man I had never seen knocked on my door in the middle of Sunday lunch.

School photographs, then graduations, then weddings, then grandchildren. Never a letter. He asked her not to write anything and she never did.

She has no idea whether he ever collected them. There was never a reply, not once, in twenty-six years.

He collected all of them. Hollis Teague has confirmed it. They were in a box in a rented flat in Wexford Row and there are two hundred and eleven of them and they are in order.

PART 5 — SUNDAY

Leland Brack died in the June. He was sixty-six. He lived alone and he worked in a builder’s yard until 2019 and there is nobody to speak to about him.

He never married. He never had another  child.

He instructed Hollis Teague in 2016 and the only thing in the file is an instruction to deliver one envelope on the first Sunday after his death, to that address, in person.