who to call.
Inside the precinct I sat in a gray chair in a gray room and waited for the officer to tell me I could use the phone. When he did, I dialed Joanne’s number without looking it up. She answered before the second ring.
She did it, I said. She actually did it.
A silence. Four seconds, exactly four.
I know, Joanne said. Her voice was steady, prepared.continue reading …
