I wish he was here too. [She's quiet again, pushing past all the grief she's been refusing to let herself feel. It hurts so much now. It always does when thinking about the things that could have been.]
...Can I see your world? I know that's... that's utterly selfish to ask, but... could I go?
[Voice, February 26th]
...Can I see your world? I know that's... that's utterly selfish to ask, but... could I go?