Orin phones Hal about Himself's suicide (p. 256)
I said nobody can choose or have any control over their first unconscious thoughts or reactions when they come into a house. I said it wasn’t my fault that my first unconscious thought turned out to be—’ ‘Jesus, kid, what?’ ‘ “That something smelled delicious!” I screamed.
Context
The extraction the whole grief-therapy arc was for: the memory Hal actually carried from the doorway of HmH — appetite, saliva, something smells delicious — surfaces only inside a breakdown he engineered from the therapist's own professional literature. The one suppressed thing four years of family silence sat on comes out only as a deliverable, screamed on cue with seven minutes left in the session.