"'The Johnsons are taking their boys out hunting'," -- air quotes and all -- "do you even hear yourself, Joel? This isn't a joke or a fucking vacation." Her voice is pitched all high, catching sharp. She pushes the loose strands of hair back over her ears and her hands stick there: fingernails digging in at the base of her skull. 'Vacation.' She barely even knows what that word means.

"This is just a bunch of people thinking they're okay when they're not."