stare at her, and that fear from earlier is back. “You could’ve died.” “I wouldn’t have died. I can take care of myself. I made it to the bathroom, didn’t I?” “For fuck’s sake, woman.” I lift her out of the tub and wrap her in a towel. “No one is saying you can’t. I want to help, Emmy. Let me help. Share the load with me. You don’t have to carry it alone.”
