Issue 229, Summer 2019
"Nobody knows the system better than me."
We talk most days, but today he sounds far worse
than he’s sounded since they died.
I think he should call our old shrink. I say:
"Call me back after you call the shrink."
He hangs up, waits ten minutes, calls back.
"I did it," he lies, "but her service
says she’s away. What do I do?"