“I’m really not up for company. I’m sorry, that was rude. I’m just tired—hell, Cassandra, I’m just sad. I’ve never been this sad and I don’t know what to do and I just want to fucking hide somewhere and not come out until it stops hurting.” “Ari, not a day goes by that I don’t think of my brother. It will be a long time before it stops hurting. But you’re not a possum. You can’t play dead.”
