I couldn't stop looking at it, the image, Daniel in that chair, hands free, eyes steady, smiling at a camera he knew I would eventually be on the other side of, smiling like someone who had made a decision and was at peace with it.
I set the phone down before I threw it.
Adrian watched me cross the room, watched me press my back against the wall and slide down until I was sitting on the floor with my knees pulled up and my eyes on the ceiling, he didn't say anything immediately, he just watched, and I was grateful for that because anything he said right now would have been the wrong thing.
The ceiling had a c***k running from the light fitting toward the far corner, I followed it with my eyes the way you followed something meaningless when your mind was too full for anything meaningful,
