“She’ll know, but drive her here. How is she?”

“Shaky shaky. And so white it’s scary, Carol. I was frightened to leave her, but she wouldn’t get in the car. I put a towel and everything. But she’s not crying like that anymore. Just very shaky. I wrapped her in a blanket, but she got up and cleaned a lot of it, but there’s more I don’t think she noticed or she’d of freaked out again.”

“You need to get her over here or I won’t be able to sleep. Put her on the phone, OK?”

“Yup. Yup. Carol Anne? She knew about this. I mean, this is pretty early unexpected, but she had the books and I know she read them ‘cuz of what she sniped about it all.”