As he stands there,
brimming with grief,
brimming with life,
the woman lies there in silence.
The woman dies for him.
We watch it happen.
We read about it happening.
We come to know it well.
Good dreams? Stuff I'd forgotten about. Funny stuff your dad did.
How do you – I have sources, Mary. Everywhere. After you died, your beloved John was a man slowly going mad, searching for revenge.
When this is all over, walk away, and never look back. You have no other choice. There's a big difference between dying and never being born. And trust me, we're okay with it, I promise you that.