fantasy shattered in the waiting room. Giulia was not going home today
or tomorrow. Looking through the glass window into Giulia’s new,
horrifying home, I asked myself, What the hell have I done? The place
was full of potentially dangerous people who would rip apart my
beautiful wife. Besides, she wasn’t really crazy. She just hadn’t slept.
She was stressed. Probably anxious about work. Nervous about the
prospect of becoming a parent. Not mentally ill."