Ema: Spoon, how are you doing with the Candy thing?
Spoon: Um, I don't know. She was really sweet, and she was really kind. She had a mom, and I can't even tell her mom what happened. Like, I can't tell anyone what happened. Nobody knows, and nobody cares, and nothing has changed. I don't; how can nothing have changed? But she saved my life, and she deserved her own, and she doesn't even get it, and I don't even know what happened to her body. What if I left her too early, and the tide took her away? What if she's floating, and she's lonely, and she saved my life, and I'm happy it wasn't me? I'm happy I didn't die. I am. I'm fucking happy.
