Jane Henderson:
I... I used to make long speeches to you after you left. I used to talk
to you all the time, even though I was alone. I walked around for months
talking to you. Now I don't know what to say. It was easier when I just
imagined you. I even imagined you talking back to me. We'd have long
conversations, the two of us. It was almost like you were there. I could
hear you, I could see you, smell you. I could hear your voice.
Sometimes your voice would wake me up. It would wake me up in the middle
of the night, just like you were in the room with me. Then... it slowly
faded. I couldn't picture you anymore. I tried to talk out loud to you
like I used to, but there was nothing there. I couldn't hear you.
Then... I just gave it up. Everything stopped. You just... disappeared.
And now I'm working here. I hear your voice all the time. Every man has
your voice. 
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