But then – he is such a presence, such an other person, a thing she seems not to be good at coping with, the sheer massiveness of a whole other human. If he comes to visit everything will be different, all this, this chilled bright space in her head – she turns her head from side to side, mouth open feeling the brilliance of it – all this will be squashed out for a few days, covered instead with a dark blanket which is his presence.
