[The kitchen's not so far removed from the main room - it's a pretty open-plan house - but Susan still breathes a little easier when he's not right there, right near her, bringing everything up.]
[She sighs, rubbing her forehead. Da, what the hell do I do?]
[Her da is dead, and doesn't answer. Not even his memory does. She feels lost, cast adrift. When Eddie comes back, she looks up, her smile thin and tight.]
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[She sighs, rubbing her forehead. Da, what the hell do I do?]
[Her da is dead, and doesn't answer. Not even his memory does. She feels lost, cast adrift. When Eddie comes back, she looks up, her smile thin and tight.]
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