He doesn't rest at night.
He wanders the rooms while she sleeps.
She doesn't understand. Neither does he.
She reaches for him when she wakes and feels alone
under the same roof.
He's not there. She sits on their bed and sobs.
His worst days are the Fourth of July and Cinque de Mayo.
They both suffer from his fevers.
They are almost at the tipping point.
How much longer?