They thought you were miscarrying a pregnancy, she said. That’s kind of intense, isn’t it? Is it? I don’t know, I didn’t know what to feel about it. She sighed audibly into the receiver. I wanted to explain that I didn’t know how much I was allowed to feel about it, or how much of what I felt at the time I was still allowed to feel in retrospect. I panicked, I wanted to tell her. I started thinking about the heat death of the universe again.
