I'm in a store, as if at the intersection of Barbur and Capitol Highway, but it doesn't look anything like Barbur Foods. I think I biked there.

Several members of my family are there, and everybody is feeling sad and empty because Steve died during the night. He had been in the hospital for a couple of days. They ask me if I'd heard, and I say that I had suspected so because of some things that Joe said this morning. But it still seems surprising.

We sit down at a table in there by the deli, in shock, having some coffee, not sure what to say. I want to ask what happened during the night, but I'm not sure what sense that even makes, and I'm worried about Rimli.