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Bye.
Hmm.
Ooh.
Take a bite. Yeah.
I love you so much, baby.
I love you too.
I barely
sleep
anymore. But on those rare occasions that I do, I close my eyes and I see
He touches me.
He stays with me.
He haunts me.
My life is no longer my own.
It is Brian's.
Unfortunately, Brian is gone.
He passed away.
Brian was my best friend.
He was my lover.
He was half of my everything.
Now he is my everything.
He has taken over my life fully, completely.
I can't do anything without seeing or feeling him. And when I don't, I find
myself waiting for it to happen again.
So now, ironically and sadly, I live for my dead husband.
That's it, Emily.
Today's the day you're going to move on.
Carvinium.
I have to try and move on without you.
I'm a writer by trade. A novelist.
Well, I used to be.
But since he left me, I haven't been inspired to write.
Or to live life, for that matter.
I try.
But I usually fail.
I end up blinking at a blinking cursor.
And then I give up.
Well, give in.
Sasha, I told you.
I've got a lot of stuff going on in my head right now, and it's really not a
good time. Come on. What is more important than me?
Well, I have writer's block and life block.
Well, then we'll just have to unblock you.
And that's why I come bearing great news.
You know that hot guy, Tommy, Bobby's friend?
Well, he's pretty incredible.
And that British accent?
Hot.
He always looks like a mouse waiting for the pussy to pounce.
Nice job with the pun.
Well, since you held yourself up here all summer being miserable,
I thought I'd have a pool party intervention and invite Bobby and Tommy
Okay.
I'm sorry. That was cold.
I know what you're going through.
It's one of the hardest things anyone has ever had to go through.
I sure as hell haven't had to go through anything as painful and dramatic,
but... But what?
But I miss my best friend.
Look, I can't tell you how to live your life, but I can tell you this.
You keeping yourself locked up in this house with all these memories, doing a
whole lot of nothing, all the while ignoring the still -living people who
you. They're on this earth.
It's not going to do anyone any good.
And it's not going to bring Brian back either.
He's gone.
Till death do you part.
You should have parted with this ring a year ago.
And it still would have been six months too long.
Let's try this again.
Baby steps.
Come on, is that really how you want to meet people?
Hey, mate, I'm Tommy.
I'm very sad.
I don't go out much. Now let's party.
Shut up, you insensitive prick.
Doing this is a favor for you. No, you're doing this as a favor to you. Now
up, fake a fucking smile, and let's go.
You already know my friend Bobby.
Hey. And this is Tommy.
Hi.
European style.
Yeah, that's the way we do it back home in Europe.
We got style.
I mean, you have too.
It's just... Sorry, it's just that every time I meet new people, I automatically
seem to put my foot in my mouth.
So, thanks for the invite.
We come bearing gifts. Nice bottle of Chardonnay.
Thanks. Well, how about you guys make yourselves at home and go get ready to
out by the pool. And I'll just get started on some lunch.
Hey. Not you.
Why don't you go by the pool with Tommy?
And does your bimbo sister still live at the pool?
Yes. But she's very sweet, actually.
And...
I don't know, I'm just feeling a little... Relax.
Why don't you go upstairs, put your pool gear on, and go get a little bit of
sun.
Go.
Go.
Hey Emily, would you like me to put some lotion on you?
You can do me.
I'm going to go inside and get something to drink.
Do either of you want anything?
No thanks.
No thanks.
Everything okay?
Yeah, I just came in to get something to drink.
Oh, well, what do you want? Some wine?
Tequila? How about a daiquiri? Or Bobby's tropical fruit fudge?
I don't know.
Was she killed first?
My God.
I'm just going to do it.
Oh.
You want to kiss the baby?
Yeah?
Yeah? Turn around.
Turn around, baby.
Turn around.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my
God.
Oh,
my God.
It's gone!
Is everything okay?
Yes, Emily just lost her ring.
Well, let's not panic.
Let's just find it.
You were out here, so it must be here somewhere.
She left it in her room, and now it's not there anymore.
It's her wedding ring.
It was her wedding ring.
Her husband... He passed a while ago, and today was the first day she took the
ring off.
So, she's a little... Do you hear that?
Hear what?
The music.
Emily, there is no music.
I thought that you said it was upstairs.
It was.
It was.
How do you suppose it got in there?
I don't know.
There you go, little lady.
Thank you.
Wow. That's enough excitement for me for one day.
Tell me about it.
Look, Em.
Just wait.
I know.
Maybe it's not time for me to move on yet.
Maybe I'm just not ready yet.
You know?
Maybe.
I want to take a shower before work.
All right.
Okay, is there a place I could wash up?
Yeah, it's down the hallway to the right. Okay, thanks.
Holy shit, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm really embarrassed.
I mean, if there's ever one person I wouldn't want to see like this.
Hey!
I mean, I would love to see you naked, but not in this situation.
I mean, we've been friends for a long time, and I wouldn't want to ruin that.
I mean, I think you're great.
I love everything about you.
I mean, you're smart, sexy, beautiful, funny.
You look amazing.
I just love being near you.
I think I love you.
But we've been friends for a really long time, and I know we wouldn't want to
ruin that.
And I wouldn't want to risk that for anything.
Bye.
Bye.
Sorry.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Okay.
You ready to go?
Well, actually, I was thinking that I might stick around for a little while
longer, you know, make sure that nothing doesn't happen again.
Okay, babe.
Bye.
Just remember...
Don't let it pass you by.
And yo, show her what she's been missing.
Tommy, I... Relax.
Look at me.
Emily, look.
I can't. I can't.
He haunts me.
I'm here. In flesh and blood.
Let him go.
I can't.
You don't understand.
You can't understand.
I don't even know why I'm trying to explain this to you.
Oh, really?
Do you think that you're the only one that lives through your loss?
You think that you're the only one in pain?
Well, you're not.
My girlfriend Celia, she died three years ago.
So I understand totally what you're going through.
I miss her so much every day.
I love her so much still.
She's on everything that I see, but I'm starting to see that maybe living no
life tarnishes the memories of the life I had with her.
You're right.
Brian loved you, Emily.
And I'm sure Celia loves you too.
You know, what would they want for us?
They'd want us to be happy.
They'd want us to move on and be happy.
Just as I would if it were me.
Me too.
Goodbye brain.
Oh yeah.
It's okay, it's okay
Give it to me.
That's right. That's right.
Oh my God.
Fucking dick
I'm gonna fucking come down, baby.
I'm gonna fucking come down.
I'm gonna fucking come down.
oh my god oh my god
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
Oh, God.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, like that. Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Oh,
next to the feet like that. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I can take it. I can take it.
And that is the story of my first novel, An Eternal Love.
I found my life. I found my inspiration.
I found myself.
All of this has led me to understand my existence.
I am here on this earth to love and to live both.
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