“Ambrose had all the language required to define precisely the meaning of a cloud, the character of a sea, an attitude of rain, but to describe his own emotional weather he was limited to ‘Been better,’ ‘Been worse,’ and ‘You know yourself.’ When Christine first met Ambrose he seemed to have a great way with words but now she knew it was nothing but banter. He’d tell you about himself in a way that seemed spontaneous and open but he only began a story when he knew how it ended.”