"you won’t believe what i just got!"
"what?"
"a fellowship at u of m for internal medicine!"
"that’s …"
"great! i mean, it starts at the end of the year, and i’d be there for three years, but this is - fantastic!"
"you’d leave?"
"wouldn’t you?"

"you won’t believe what i just got!"

"what?"

"a fellowship at u of m for internal medicine!"

"that’s …"

"great! i mean, it starts at the end of the year, and i’d be there for three years, but this is - fantastic!"

"you’d leave?"

"wouldn’t you?"


"this is nice, going on a date."
"you’ve never been on a date before?"
"not a real one."
"so i’m your first." [grins widely]
"yeah. don’t get an ego about it though."

"this is nice, going on a date."

"you’ve never been on a date before?"

"not a real one."

"so i’m your first." [grins widely]

"yeah. don’t get an ego about it though."


"hey."
[looks over] “evie. what are you -“
"you didn’t have to do something this drastic to get my attention."
"i didn’t mean to."

"hey."

[looks over] “evie. what are you -“

"you didn’t have to do something this drastic to get my attention."

"i didn’t mean to."


"hey, evie. it’s me. lizzie. look, i’m sorry. really. and you should actually believe it because i’ve never said those words before. i wrote them, but not said them. but i really mean it. i shouldn’t have taken it out on you that i got outed and i just … i don’t know how to deal with this. i’m really sorry evie. i’m sorry, i miss you. fuck, i love you. but, you’re probably just listening to this and ignoring me like you should. i’m so sorry evie. for hurting you. i just wanted to tell you that.”

"hey, evie. it’s me. lizzie. look, i’m sorry. really. and you should actually believe it because i’ve never said those words before. i wrote them, but not said them. but i really mean it. i shouldn’t have taken it out on you that i got outed and i just … i don’t know how to deal with this. i’m really sorry evie. i’m sorry, i miss you. fuck, i love you. but, you’re probably just listening to this and ignoring me like you should. i’m so sorry evie. for hurting you. i just wanted to tell you that.”


[holds elevator door open] “i meant that.”
"you don’t know what you’re talking about."
"i know what happens. you lose control over your muscles, and then your higher reasoning and then your memory. you’ll become a shell of who you used to be, until you push everyone away and you either die of some complication or kill yourself. i wouldn’t allow the latter option. and i won’t let you push me away. i love you lizzie, and i want you to know that forever."
"just go. i don’t want to hear this."

[holds elevator door open] “i meant that.”

"you don’t know what you’re talking about."

"i know what happens. you lose control over your muscles, and then your higher reasoning and then your memory. you’ll become a shell of who you used to be, until you push everyone away and you either die of some complication or kill yourself. i wouldn’t allow the latter option. and i won’t let you push me away. i love you lizzie, and i want you to know that forever."

"just go. i don’t want to hear this."


"what’s this?"
"my letter of resignation. i feel it’s the best time to leave before things get worse."
"medically or personally?"
"does it matter?"
"i’m not accepting it."
"why?"
"because i love you whether you like it or not."

"what’s this?"

"my letter of resignation. i feel it’s the best time to leave before things get worse."

"medically or personally?"

"does it matter?"

"i’m not accepting it."

"why?"

"because i love you whether you like it or not."


dear evie,
if you’re reading this, then it means you’ve found out about the huntington’s. and we’ve probably broken up. you won’t see me at work, because i’m taking some of those sick days i’ve earned, and i won’t be at my place because i refuse to go there. for some reason i doubt you’ll believe this, but i really like you, and i don’t want to hurt you by making you watch what will inevitably happen to me. i don’t want any of the people i’ve somehow let into my life to see me like that. i’m sorry for anything i’ve done to hurt you, but we can’t have anything anymore. i’m sorry.
lizzie.

dear evie,

if you’re reading this, then it means you’ve found out about the huntington’s. and we’ve probably broken up. you won’t see me at work, because i’m taking some of those sick days i’ve earned, and i won’t be at my place because i refuse to go there. for some reason i doubt you’ll believe this, but i really like you, and i don’t want to hurt you by making you watch what will inevitably happen to me. i don’t want any of the people i’ve somehow let into my life to see me like that. i’m sorry for anything i’ve done to hurt you, but we can’t have anything anymore. i’m sorry.

lizzie.


"i know you’re in there lizzie."
"go away."
"not until you talk to me."
“go. away.”

"i know you’re in there lizzie."

"go away."

"not until you talk to me."

go. away.”


"why are you doing this lizzie? why are you pushing me away?"
"because, i can’t let you in."
"it’s just a disease. it isn’t going to change how i feel about you."
"i can’t let you see me like that though."
"why not?"
"because i lo - care about you."
"but i love you, and i don’t want to be without you."

"why are you doing this lizzie? why are you pushing me away?"

"because, i can’t let you in."

"it’s just a disease. it isn’t going to change how i feel about you."

"i can’t let you see me like that though."

"why not?"

"because i lo - care about you."

"but i love you, and i don’t want to be without you."


"i’ve never … apologized before."
"you’ve never said ‘sorry’?"
"nope."
"for anything?"
"nope."
"okay, try it."
"but i’m not sorry for anything."
“try it.”

"i’ve never … apologized before."

"you’ve never said ‘sorry’?"

"nope."

"for anything?"

"nope."

"okay, try it."

"but i’m not sorry for anything."

try it.”