‘’I’m not hungry, and it hurts to swallow. I need some pills and a bed. I’ll sleep it off and sweat it out. I’m a big girl … I don’t need anyone to take care of me or check in. I never did.’’ I don’t look at him; I continue watching the rain and impulsively trail my finger down the glass to follow a huge drop that moves so slowly that it seems suspended in time. Focused on the small things to try and block him out. I draw a tiny circle around where it hits the outer ...