Rick looked at her incredulously. Why'd she want to remember? On balance he'd love to forget most of what had happened. Surely that was best?
Some dreams you remember. For a time.
"Will we be different?" she shouted, her voice shaking, tears glistening. This wasn't the question she needed to ask either.
She hugged Timmy close to her, grabbed Rick's arm. She took a deep breath. "Will we still be together? Me, Rick, Timmy?"
Silence, apart from Harry who spoke as if he'd just uncovered a hidden secret: "No, I don't believe any of us will be together."