You know...after her dad and I split up
Hanna moved into my bedroom
and we would watch movies late at night.
And she would laugh at the sad parts
and she'd sob at the jokes.
I just feel like I've lost her.
I think I saw a glimpse of the Hanna we know last night.
She left the freezer door open
and defrosted like $80 worth of groceries.
And after I marched upstairs and yelled at her,
she looked up at me and she was thrilled.
I'm not suggesting you yell at her.
Just remember underneath it all, she is still in there.
It's not just the junkyard, Emily,
it's the bottle of hair color in the darkroom,
the text in Sullivan's office.
I mean, how did A know we were all gonna be there
at the exact same time?