“Look, I’ve seen you these last few months. You’re not you. You were more you when Grace died, for crying out loud. At least then, you made a conscious effort to be a part of the world. Or at least pretend you were. Winnie took away with her your entire lust for life. And there wasn’t a lot of it to begin with. Cabo wasn’t my idea for an elaborate bachelor’s party. It was a last-ditch effort to get you to clear your mind and hopefully see that you might be missing out on something here—”
