“Grover. Ah, man, we’d never leave you leave you. You can come out to stay anytime. And we’ll be back.” He sniffled. “I know. It’s just…I hate it. I’ll miss you two. And it’s selfish, so I haven’t said anything. I want to help. I really do. But part of me wonders…maybe that’s why I drank that strawberry potion. Subconsciously, maybe, but still…just to sabotage things. What if I did that? I couldn’t live with myself.”
