Not right with a capital R, though. We've lost a lot, and the recovery will be long and hard. But we'll get there.

Your offer - I can see what it stands for, so thanks. What I can't see is Albion agreeing to be in your debt. We'll just have to make it without your anyone smoothing things along.

Huh.

Father, I still don't know if I really understand Mother. I get you backwards and forwards, but she still manages to surprise me. I mean, the part about her pretending not to be affected sounds just like her - but why pretend? If you're grieving, then grieve.

I suppose it's just not her way and I should give up pondering the matter. Sounds like it would be for the best.

Which isn't to say that I expected her, or you, to be unaffected.

I wish we were more on the same page, though. I suppose, for example, you were both troubled to hear about that rancid boil of a the dramatic conclusion to Crouch's "passion play." Or experienced mixed feelings, at the very least.

But on my end, the feelings weren't mixed at all.

That's what makes talking to you difficult.

To say nothing of ideological differences.