“One day I looked at my husband and I thought, Would you knock them down? Would you stand up with your arms raised if they came for me? Coming for me was a thing I considered often, though the ‘they’ was hazy, it changed all the time. Once I had thought this bad thought, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I thought it when he was asleep and I was awake. No, I realized one day. He would lie down and let them.”
