The Man Who Entered Our Bedroom at 1:13 Every Night

a client called. Some stupid ordinary man crap that had seemed, at the time, like the whole map of my life.

“You found a lump in April.”

“Actually Sonia did.”

That stopped me cold.

“What?”

Karen rubbed her eyes. “I was helping her with a bath and she leaned on me. It hurt. Later that night I felt it.”

For a second I saw the whole thing as if I had been there.continue reading …