I wouldn't expect you to. [His smile grows a little wider, still gentle. They've all been run through the wringer these last weeks, and it's really starting to show. The growing lack of little girls running around the house is an especially hard blow, when it seems like that was the thing buoying their spirits for so long.]

I couldn't agree more. I wish we could do something about their gravestones. Change the inscriptions, grind them down to a blank slate and write something more fitting.