I shouldn't even be awake right now because I have that thing at work tomorrow—well, it's technically today now—and if I mess up one more time the supervisor is going to have a field day, but honestly I can't even focus on that because of what’s happening in the next room. It's so quiet out here, you know? Like, you can hear the wind hitting the siding and that’s it, because there’s nothing else for miles except the gas station and the post office, so every little noise feels like a gunshot. And she’s just sitting there.