She kisses his cheek, not letting go of his hand, and nods. "I'll light candles, I don't want you to bump into anything in the dark." Gently standing up, she steadies him, makes sure he won't fall back over from dizziness.

"She's just worried," Swann says with a careful indifference, the way someone might say that they're fine or that s child's mishap is all right. "Can you stand your phone, or do you want me to send the text?"

[only if you type me up more ridiculous Lorraine texts to read]