081413 #worm Let’s get married. It's that easy. It's only later--months later? years later?--that he knows what he really meant. He really meant, this particular moment is very good. Let's press this moment in the leaves of a big book, and let's wield the book like a cudgel to keep each other's ghosts at bay. But the ghosts keep coming back. They always do. They've read your book, even the pages you always skip over. They've started at the end and read the whole thing backwards, and they alone know how it all begins.