Ellie brings over a chair, sitting and setting the guitar down beside her. She'd like to pretend Joel was never here, never touched anything in this place or spoke to anyone, but there's no avoiding it.

"He was just like that. He was a huge prick to me when we first met. I wish I'd have gotten letters from him like you got."

She got a note, a brief note, but she would give anything for books and books worth of words from Joel. But. She never made that clear to him when he was alive.