I’m just going to...to throw it out there because no matter how I say it, it won’t make it any easier. Um...so, I think your sister used some sort of love spell on my brother. *Brief pause, then quickly explaining* It happened too fast, it was an unnaturally strong bond, and two years after she’s dead, he’s still mourning her as if she died yesterday.

*Sighs* No, it’s my fault. This is what I get for trying to make it a surprise. Whatever you’re up to, be careful, and I’ll see you tomorrow. Early, okay?

I’m not imagining this. Something is wrong with my brother. It’s like...he died along with her. He’s a ghost of who he used to be or something. I don’t know how to describe it. And yes, of course, grief changes people, but…*Quietly* did he tell you? He attempted suicide three times while he was home in Langport. Three times. And one of them was a mere six months ago. It’s like he can’t live without her.