about the symptoms she’d already had before they’d taken the trip, about the bouts of loss of feeling in her fingers and toes, about tripping and falling in the middle of a flat pavement because her feet had suddenly forgotten what it meant to find the ground. It hadn’t been until after Serk died, and she and Louisa were living with Gerald and Dina, that the neurological specialist at Cedars-Sinai had seated himself on the exam-room footstool and, taking Anne’s two useless feet in his hands, asked, “Can you feel this, Anne?” And when she’d said no, he nodded confirmation and said, “Because
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