EllyMay answered the phone. It was her brother Pete; He'd had schizophrenia for the last 40 years. She asked."How are you doing?" He said." Same as ever. can't be dead soon enough. I wake up, I make my coffee, I smoke my cigarettes, I drink my beer. At six, I take my sleeping pill and my useless meds." EllyMay knew how terrible Pete's life was. She said."I know. Nothing helps. Your life sucks every day." He said." Tomorrow I see my doctor. He probably wants to see if my aneurysm's gotten any bigger. Last time it was 4.4 centimeters. He'll probably want me to get another CAT scan. I won't ! Let it grow! The sooner it goes, I go." She said." Well, I just hope it's painless." Pete said."Me too. Just remember, don't let me go without my lighter, a box of Marlboros, and a Bud longneck."