In the stillness of remembering what you had.

[digyourman]

18 November 2013 | The Nexus

The total lack of Room 5:678 was more evidence than Larry really needed, the plain fact of it sharp like a blade. For a long time he had stood in the empty hall, head bowed and hand splayed against the wallpaper where a door had once been, unsure if he was trying to conjure Nick from the drywall or keep his knees from buckling. Probably a little of both.

Eat your pie, Frannie. Every last bite.