I was silent for a long time. “Do you really think I should see him?” “It’s your decision, and I’ll support you either way, but yes. I think you should.” I made a plaintive noise. “After all,” he went on, “if it goes badly, you can walk away at any time.” “It’s just…it’s going to be all hard and messy.” “Lots of things are. Many of them are still worth doing.” It was a sign of quite how fucked up I was feeling that I didn’t try to make a joke out of hard, messy or, indeed, worth doing. “Will you,” I asked, “will you come with me? If I go.” “Of course.” “You know for…” “Verisimilitude,” he
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