Patricia spoke. It happened on a Tuesday afternoon in the seventeenth month, in the shelter's common room, while Mira was reading a book and Patricia was drawing in her sketchbook and the television was playing a news program that no one was watching. The afternoon had been ordinary up until that moment. Mira had done the morning shift at the shelter, helped with two intakes, eaten lunch in the courtyard, and then come back to the common room to read while Patricia drew. The two of them had do...