Look In the Mirror

That wish, that the world had opened up and swallowed him whole for his baseless assumptions, no doubt springing from anger built up over a lifetime of having to anticipate every eventuality in her own life as a woman: just in case. After another hour she removed the meals from the warming oven and packed them away in the fridge, just in case. And if he carries her, he can’t shock her at the same time—she can fight, claw, bite, struggle, and all the while he keeps hold of that weapon, he will have only one hand to fend her off. Lucinda reads on, and it’s clear from a quick glance at their medical information that the condition is now, finally, deteriorating rapidly.