Five years later, Jack and Susanna were married and everything had worked out as planned... or rather as was unplanned, but never mind that.

Now this part, is a story of someone they knew...

This other person was also married, and was one of the best friends of the main couple of this whole narrative.

Their lives were like anyone's... ups and downs, highs and lows. They lived in a suburban building, and would always go to a cabin by a lake for the summer, where they would pick wild raspberries to eat with vanilla ice cream. They would canoe around the lake.
They would inevitably get wasted. After all, they had no kids yet.

She worked very hard, and made most of the income for the household.

He had a night shift at a grave yard, and would, of course, be asleep in his room for a good amount of the day. They were... I suppose, close and distant all at once. They had what they needed, but were merely content, and not truly happy. He often questioned his purpose in his own life.

If his life were a storybook, he wouldn't know what should be happening on the current page. Or, one could say that he had lost his bookmark, and was searching for the right page.

He and his wife had loyal friends, who would be willing to do a lot for them (including Susanna and Jack) Uncommonly so, considering that the majority of people think of friends as being their family, or always being there for them, but for them this actually was the case.

Undercover, his friends were sometimes worried about him, and for good reasons. He would come out one day as one of the greatest people in the world in so many ways, and then something seemed to change, and he would disappear for a number of weeks.
No one knew what was happening to him when he disappeared.

He'd go down the drain...

Whatever you'd like to call it, but the point is, he had a problem or two. Even his wife who meant so much to him didn't know everything. He didn't like to tell her everything. He was afraid of stressing her out.
She was the type of person who would just be excessively kind... to the extent where it makes you feel guilty. Always making sure she didn't offend you, and always apologising for little to no reason.

It was enough for only a little while, keeping him in line long enough to make it through each day.