We put some flowers from Karen's memorial in an old milk bottle I found in the lagoon to give to Trudy. What if she asks where they came from? She won't. She did. She called me Jay, but realized as she said it I'm not Jay, she said I keep calling you Jay (it was the first time). But she didn't say my name. I'm not sure if she knew. She said Why is this happening to me, and Will you take care of me, and when we asked if she was scared she nodded, Yes, Of what? That it will get worse. Sad Sunday, and we were already exhausted from the memorial.