The money he stuffed into the gaping void of family fell limply through to the floor of a mansion he lived in alone.

She was an anomaly of her own universe and of his, and represented the collision of everything he'd ever known and everything he'd ever wanted to.

His brain didn't want her to go, and he was afraid his subconscious would badger it's only witness into believing she didn't have to.

The driver had recently scraped an 'AMRAK is Love' decal from his back window, leaving a sticky residue of his former beliefs.