Nicole Baker, Gary Gilmore's true love, got committed the first time at 14. The bag surprises Schiller. The wind seems to blow away memory, balance. The sensation of falling is constant. Control is fugitive.
Insanity is casual.
The love-death seems as good a way of hanging on as any other. A friend of the family is trying to sleep one night when she hears Gary, whose visit she has declined, shatter her car with a tire iron. She let it go. It was just one more unhappiness at the bottom of things. These women move in and out of paying attention to events, of noticing their own fate.