Chapter 23 Noise

• After Joseph made that call, everything was noise.
• My screams. The sound of the monitors desperate to find stability in Patricia's body and be able to silence their own strident sounds, the constant ways of silencing me from the specialized personnel there and the panic inside me that did not stop screaming at me, how alone I would be if shewas going.
• I called it. I called Alexander. He was weak. But he needed it. I wanted to feel that certainty that he gave to my life that everything was going to be solved.