I did not take it well.

I want that in.

Between the March and about the following July I was not a person it was pleasant to be around, and the reason is that I had got the whole thing upside down in my head and nobody could right it for me.

I had been collecting for seven months.

Clips, journals, carrier logs, prehospital reports.

I had a hard drive and three paper folders and a legal pad.

And I had been doing all of it under an assumption I had never once said out loud, which was that if I collected enough, the law would eventually arrive at the right size.