Memorable.
"Okay. Good." He looks at her, and tries to smile. "I miss you so much, Em."
"I know you do."
He puts his hand to his stomach. "I feel sick with it."
"It'll pass."
"Will it? Because I think I might ge going a bit mad."
"I know. But I can't help you, Ian."
"You could always. . . change your mind."
"I can't. I won't. I'm sorry."
"Righto. He shrugs and smiles with his lips tucked in, his Stan Laurel smile. "Still. No harm in asking is there?"
Quote, One Day.
Quote, One Day.
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