A Thousand Falling Men Landing on You

How many people had Keoni worked with over the last decade? 5,000? 10? 10,000 traumas in her psyche squeezing past each other vying for the attention of their host. What would happen if you couldn't forget if every emotion from every person whose grief you'd eaten came back up? It could happen if something went wrong with a formula, millions and millions of permutations down the line. A thousand falling men landing on you. Neoma tried to retreat to close her eyes and unsee, but she couldn't. The breadth of it was so vast, too vast. Her last clear thought she would ever have was of her father. How crimson his burden had