Thank-you, that was good of you. I'm glad just to be heard. Today was the wake, tomorrow the funeral. A family cries over their son, in pieces, who's thrown himself in front of a speeding 18 wheeler. You see, I was threatened by his request ,that it may have required some sacrafice on my part.
Work is strange.
I think, this is where he ate, this is where he woked, this is where we talked. Moving on, concerning Eurydice, I want you to know that I have consciously avoided reading anything that was disclosed between both of you. You can put your mind at ease. As you may remember, I didn't even want you to tell me what she looks like because I wanted that to develop naturally between the two of us. I'm just dieing to know details as you know them, and more.