"You ready?" Jessie asks.

"I guess. You?"

"No. I'm not. It isn't fair." I look at her.

"What isn't?"

"This! Her! She was so young. She had kids! And Michal!" She starts crying. "And Michal."

"It's okay," I say, trying to calm her. She stands up.

"No! It's not!" She sits back down.

"Jess. It's over. There is nothing we can do now. It's all up to him. Pease do this. For him."