The mental correction is satisfying, like a stiff joint clicking into place. Rachel will always be in the past tense now. Manie shivers without his jersey, although the spring day is warm. Will he ever thaw out again? Never while she was alive did he need Rachel as fiercely as he does right now and her absence is like a steely coldness deep inside.
POV shift from Marina in one paragraph to Manie in the next paragraph.
