— I know I should be thinking about Mom all the time and I am, but the truth is I'm in love. I was before she died, and there's nothing I can do about it.
— Aren't you a bit young to be in love?
— No.
— Well, okay, well... I mean, I'm a little relieved.
— Why?
— Because I thought it would be something worse.
— Worse than the total agony of being in love?
— No, you're right. Total agony.
