“They had become muffled and distant then anyway. This happened in those first days after the wave. I couldn't find their faces, they quivered as in a heat haze. Even in my stupor I knew that details of them were dropping away from me crumbs. Still, whenever they emerged, I panicked.” GriefGrievingPainful MemoriesTraumatic ExperiencesTrauma MemoriesGrief And Ioss Book:Wave Source: Wave