Just 'cuz I feel like it ...
And yes, I'm shamelessly promoting the book. Please forgive me. And please forget that I just apologized for talking too much about it. It's in my blood. I can't help it.
I went about my nightly routine of getting everything ready for the next day. I had a load of laundry going in the washing machine and a stack of bills in front of me waiting to be paid. I stood in the kitchen, in front of my pantry choosing snacks for Elizabeth’s next day at school and planning out what I would pack for her lunch. As I reached for a box of raisins . . . WHAM!
I began to feel faint and I hurried into the living room to sit down. I tried putting my head between my knees but that only hampered my breathing more. And it was only a moment or two before I began to feel a tingle in my upper arms. And then pain.
... so it's not really all about Rick after all.