“Sometimes I can’t do the laundry,” Brannan explains, reclining on her couch. “And it’s not like, ‘Oh, I’m too tired to do the laundry,’ it’s like, ‘Um, I don’t understand how to turn the washing machine on.’ I am looking at a washing machine and a pile of laundry and my brain is literally overwhelmed by trying to figure out how to reconcile them.”
This is an evaluative claim, for she is a caught in a certain scenario, and has to evaluate its purpose. When she is about to do laundry, she suddenly cannot because she is overwhelmed with the amount of steps there are to lead up to clean clothes.
She sounds like she might start crying, not because she is, but because that’s how she always sounds, like she’s talking from the top of a clenched throat, tonally shaky and thin. She looks relaxed for the moment, though, the sun shining through the windows onto her face in this lovely leafy suburb. We raise the blinds in the afternoons, but only if we are alone.
This is a causal claim, for she is just stating that she always sounds like she is ready to cry. In the sentence it states, “…but because that’s how she always sounds…” proving that she is living in the constant fear of her PTSD triggering. However she feels relaxed when she has the sun beating on her face. She feels a sense of security.
When we hear Caleb pulling back in the driveway, we jump up and grab their strings, plunging the living room back into its usual necessary darkness.
This is an evaluative claim because when she says, “…we jump up and grab their strings…back into its usual necessary darkness.” There are many other ways they can go about this. To help Caleb with his trauma, they must help themselves too.