‘Too many bad memories here.’ ‘I get that.’ She was silent for a moment. ‘But some good ones too, right?’ She risked a smile, and despite myself I returned it. It was difficult to think of it like that, but yes, there were good memories here too. Moments that, looking back on them objectively, had been filled with light. The problem was that what happened later cast such a shadow, they were hard to see.
Well, there you go, starting to sound more like mine
