And she said: “Right.

Give me one minute, and I’m going to put a pillow under your arm first, because you won’t be able to feel where your arm is.”

Part Twenty-Five: Her Whole Fist Around My Pinky

She brought them to me one at a time and fitted them into the crook of my arm, keeping her own hand braced under my elbow the whole while.

They were unbelievably small.