She traces it to its source.

And she presents the final, true accounting for the whole world to see.

I picked up my coat, and switched off the office lights, and rode down and stepped out of the lobby into the crisp evening air, where the wind was coming clean and cool off the lake and carrying the whole bright noise of the city.

I buttoned my coat, and I took a deep breath of the autumn air, and I walked toward my car — no longer anyone’s silence, no longer anyone’s fixture, no longer the discrepancy anyone had talked me into ignoring.

Completely free.