“Bye, Walt,” Jeb said. “See you on the other side.” He stepped back. “You’re a good man. You’ll be missed,” Jared murmured. Doc was fumbling in the package of morphine again. The paper crackled. “Gladdie?” Walt sobbed. “It hurts.” “Shhh. It won’t hurt much longer. Doc will make it stop.” “Gladdie?” “Yes?” “I love you, Gladdie. I’ve loved you my whole life long.” “I know, Walter. I — I love you, too. You know how I love you.”
