And so. And so I choose to go on serving it. I choose to go north, even though like every other direction, it is rationally without hope.

“Thanks for not trying to see me when I looked like hell.”“To be fair, you still…”

“More than anything, I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of lo…”

“She will forgive my forgetting, just as I forgive her for forgetting me and the…”

“That doesn't sound like my Margo", she said, and I thought of my Margo, and all…”