It’s none of my business but if you want her back, if –’ ‘If?’ He sighs, with all the longing and regret of a much younger man, as if he’s only just realised, as if he’s only now willing to admit it. ‘– then you must get her back. Or, at the very least, try.’ Rosalind taps him on the arm with her camera strap. ‘Life comes to us but once, Daniel.’
