'Am I going to make it,' she asked then.
I chose to believe that she was asking if she would make it to New York.
'Definitely,' I told her.
I'm here. You're safe.
Definitely she would be okay in California, I remembered telling her five weeks before.
That night when we arrived at the Rusk Institute Gerry and Tony were waiting outside to meet the ambulance. Gerry asked how the flight had been. I said that we had shared a Big Mac in a cornfield in Kansas. 'It wasn't a Big Mac,' Quintana said. 'It was a Quarter Pounder.'"
-- Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking
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