This division had worked for five years and nobody had ever discussed it.

The letter arrived on about the sixteenth of March, a Thursday, when Jillian was on a twelve-hour.

Nathan brought the post in, saw a plan envelope, recognised it as Jillian’s category, and put it on the microwave, which is where Jillian’s post goes.

Jillian came home at about eight, opened it, read the word denied, read the sentence about the form, understood from eleven years in home health exactly how long it takes to get a supplier to redo an evaluation, and broke.

And she put it back in the envelope and put it back on the microwave, with the intention of dealing with it at the weekend, which is a sentence I have said out loud in my own house about an envelope within the last ten days.