He took the mess that was Macbeth and fixed it, and I wonder if he might, in some small way, be able to do the same for me.

Oh, God,” I said.
“No, it’s Dexter,” he replied, offering me his hand, which I ignored.
He glanced behind him, then back at me. “I’ll see you soon,” he said, and grinned at
me.
“Like hell,” I replied,

For most of us, once something was busted, it was game over. I would have loved to know how it felt, just once, to have something fall apart and see options instead of endings.

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