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"I can't tell if the house is shrinking or we're expanding. It used to feel so big."

"It's the weather," I said, not making eye contact.

For me, a storm always felt like claustrophobia. Felt like slick ravine walls and a rising river and absolutely nowhere to go. The feeling had managed to seep inside this house. It was here with us now.

“Brody had read about dry drowning. It was a lingering trick of the water, a sneak attack that could come for you hours later, after you assumed you were safe.

Maybe death had already played its hand, and he was walking on borrowed time. Like a slow-acing
poison.”