“Calm,” he said. “What? Calm, what?” “The word I couldn’t say,” he replied. “Before. I lost the word. Calm, that’s it.” “What’s calm?” I couldn’t remember . . . “You. Me. You make me feel calm. I trust you. I dunno why. But I’m calm when you’re here.” I had to swallow the lump in my throat. “Thank you.”
