I'm numb.

Moon leaves the room, and Carlo enters while Two Dogs whines at the door. The whining stops and I'm sure Moon pulled him away. I'm in my bathrobe with nothing on beneath. I should care but I don't. All I want is to lie back on the bed and sleep for the next twenty years.

Carlo moves quietly around me, setting out his instruments. We've been here before even if the circumstances were very different. He's not invading my space. Yet.

"It's good to know you're ...