Id rather die than have more. Actually I'd rather die than most things. But you know that about me. Will I ever see you again? You could come and see me here. Today I imagined you walking in, like I did when your leg. I imagined you telling them to let me go because you loved me and you'd look after me. I cried . . .

Robin was thinking, is this where single people end up, people without children to look out for them, without double incomes? In small boxes, living vicariously through reality stars?

He thought of all the times he could have visited, and hadn't. All those missed opportunities to call. All those times he'd forgotten her birthday.

I love you don't forget me whatever hpapens to me. I love you.

Am I evil? . . . I used to think I couldn't be, because you loved me

I thought you'd come back I thought you'd stop me marrying him I didn't think you'd let me do it