I could bear that.

Marlene agreed to give a formal account of what she remembered.

She sat with a paper sleeve folded between her fingers and warned Dana that she didn’t know what Victor had done.

“I know what he said,” she added.

She confirmed the conversation at her house on the Thursday before admission.

He had described me as having medicine for every little complaint.

She also remembered similar remarks earlier in the hospital, before the preliminary laboratory result was disclosed.