"Then why do you look sad and wistful when you handle her things, or things you shared together?"
"Dara, I'm not the sort of person who could be married to a woman for all those years and then completely lose all feelings for her. I don't think you'd want me if I were. It's time for me to clear out the place that once was hers, and move on. I'll always remember her kindly, fondly even, but she's not here anymore."
"I can't compete with her, Canyon. She died tragically, and she'll never hurt you or wrong you again. I will. I won't be able to help it. In fact, I already have. Can you promise you won't wish you were back with her?"
"Yes, I can. I can promise you, but that won't convince you."
I thought a moment. I stood and took an old-fashioned spiral-bound notebook from a shelf.
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