Chapter 59 Please, Let Me Be Selfish With Only You

• I slept at Danielle's.
• Not deeply. The body did the minimum - shower, a plate of whatever she left in the kitchen, a bed that did not smell like Sam's house. In the morning I went out and bought a dress with my own money. No borrowed hanger, no charity softness. Standing in the shop mirror, fastening the back, I felt the small hard relief of putting something on that no one had chosen for me.
• Susan called while I was still in the car toward the hospital.