they chat about something in Is

ating and TV area. Two bedrooms and a small hallway that goes to the bathroom and the backdoor. The wall

ike it

and look at her with a smile. Dali i

creams me, I love it

and move things around to make yours

ere than I seem to be. Susan once rem

I'll probably spend h

doctor, you h

gives us a

re on the tabletop. If you need

takes her bag and g

," Oh, so they do know each other. That's great, at

ds goodbye for

e here safe," I say to Dali and

can I come over for tea?" He as

, we'll have to

wer and puts his ha

to see you a

to be hoping to see his face again. I only nod and he tells me to lock the door a

y, I m

in, I don't fight it this time. I've been fighting it for too long, now I have t

Susan approved of him but Thomas, the boy I grew up with who was loved deeply at home, couldn't bear it. I didn't care. At some p

ngton. We had our time and it was ours, we owned it. We loved each other, we lived in the moment, and were the best

ome from work. Chief of Surgery, Dr. Andrew, who is one to not give

I seen that much blood... as a surgeon who wo

f. Now the picture of Susan and David stabbed to death still hangs so clearly in my head. The cops haven't found the killer

ast time, to thank her for raising me well. To hug David and let him know how much I love him, to

y left with the shell of me. There's not a single day I don't c

t I know I have to fight every

a reason to keep going. It's still dark in my corner

or a moment, I look around lost and not knowing where I am. The knock goes again and I take a

hing else is still unchanged. I push the bags to the room and close the door. Th