"I guess we shouldn't have expected any different, Deerington has always been...well, what it was," he smiles, nodding. "Me too. I really hope he's happy here. That he's got his dogs."
"We should look around to see if he's in town sometime soon," she said. "Perhaps we can make sure this Trench is ... awful but not as awful." Or at least make the town an oasis in the awful. That seemed more likely.
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He's not convinced it was that simple. Nothing in Deerington was ever that simple, why would Julia's passing be any different?
"...Yeah, he really was. He was one of the few natives who actually cared about us the entire time. No ulterior motives. He just cared."
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"I sincerely hope to spend time with him if I can. So hard to find good people like that."
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