she became peaceful in a way I knew was not the good kind of peaceful.
I climbed into the bed carefully around the lines and held her the way I had on the first morning of her life, when she was furious and red and I had no idea what I was doing.
Angela was there.
Her shift had ended.
She stayed anyway without making a thing of it, the way she did everything.
When the monitor began to soften and stretch, Angela reached over and turned the volume down
