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[cruelwonder]

This might seem an odd question, but how does one commemorate another's death here? I was told that there is a cemetery but because of what happens at night, most people are cremated and their ashes are sent away from the island. Is there, perhaps, a memorial of some sort for the unnamed deceased or perhaps something very generalized for others to

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[cowboy_newsie]

I usually say a prayer.

[cowboy_newsie]

Positive.

[cruelwonder]

[She smiles.]

All right. Six it is.

[cowboy_newsie]

I'll see you then.

[He shuts the feed. When he shows up at six, he's not on his motorbike; rather, he walked to her door. It seemed more appropriate.]

[cruelwonder]

[She greets him at the door in her blue dress from home, giving him a faint smile.]

Hullo. Sorry to call you for such a morbid occasion.

[cowboy_newsie]

Don't be. We'll have a cheerful date later, after all this is done.

[He returns the smile. It's a genuine one, to be sure, but it's also tired.]

Lizzie and your Ma and Pop, yeah?

/IS THE WORST

[cruelwonder]

[She nods, stepping out of the house and closing the door behind her.]

Yes. It's been...eleven years for me now, I suppose.

NONSENSE.

[cowboy_newsie]

Ten-ish, for mine. Dependin' on who we's talkin' bout.

[Gently he takes her hand in his, walking next to her as they go down the street.]

NO, IT'S TRUE. /le shame

[cruelwonder]

[She holds his hand tightly, keeping close to his side.]

Why does it always seem like the more I know about you, the more I wonder how truly different our pasts are, Jack Kelly?

>:( STOP THIS.

[cowboy_newsie]

[He laughs softly.]

I could lie, if you'd like.

:(

[cruelwonder]

[She smiles.]

No, that's all right. I've had enough of those.

You are perfection itself.

[cowboy_newsie]

Right, then.

[He threads their fingers together.]

There's probably some stupid lesson about rich and poor bein' the same, but to hell with it.

o-oh ;A;

[cruelwonder]

[She squeezes their hands again, putting her head on his shoulder for a moment.]

I wasn't that rich, you know.

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[cowboy_newsie]

Weren't you? It's all the same to me, honestly, rich was rich was rich.

[He turns, kissing the top of her head.]

Doesn't matter much now, though.

[cruelwonder]

Having a house doesn't mean we were rich. Once my parents had married the both of us off, I do doubt we'd have had much money left.

[She smiles.]

It's been a long time, though. I don't know how much we had. It was all spent on the funeral and for our attorney. I don't miss it.

[cowboy_newsie]

[Privately, he disagrees, but now isn't the time.]

Yeah, well, good. Money ain't everythin' and all.

[A moment's pause.]

You still think about stuff like that? Gettin' married and all?