The cure might be worse than the problem

He had never realized, while Elspeth was alive, the extent to which a thing had not completely happened until he told her about it.

The cure might be worse than the problem

He would say her name over and over until it devolved into meaningless sounds - mah REI kuh, mah REI kuh - it became an entry in a dictionary of loneliness.

Love you..." Henry-" Always..." Oh God oh God-" World enough..." No!" And time..." Henry!

And Clare, always Clare.

What we need,' Henry says, 'is a fresh start. A blank slate. Let's call her Tabula Rasa.