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“Well.� Frederick sighed, removed his glasses, and began to polish them on the hem of his shirt. “Duels have been fought over less.�
In that one brief moment, I actually wondered if “okay� or something like it might still be possible. But that is how a tragedy like ours or King Lear breaks your heart—by making you believe that the ending might still be happy, until the very last minute.
I am wretched. Destitute.
