She needed him to be him. Even if he could not be hers.
This is why I didn't get married last year," she said to him. "I wouldn't be here to nurse you." She thought about that for a moment. "Of course, one could make the argument that you wouldn't be in this situation if not for me. But we're not going to dwell upon that.
When you walk into a room,” he said softly, “the air changes.
Happy endings are all I can do. I wouldn't know how to write anything else.
That was very rude of me.” “Think nothing of it. You’ve done worse.
Just be quiet and accept the praise.