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Sunrise, sunset
Bobby didn't want to say it and practically bit his lips to keep the words inside.
“When things change back, I won't remember our life together. You'll be dead.”
Ellen reached forward to stroke Bobby's cheek
“We've got NOW, honey. That's all anybody ever has.”
For the next hour Bobby and Ellen snuggled on the couch and drank whatever alcoholic beverages they had on hand and reminisced.
“Remember when Dean . . .”
Between one word and the next, the world quietly dissolved around them.