It took my sister, and my father, and my brother.
We should have known. It had been growing in the middle of winter, which is more than impossible. But, I mean, it was so wonderful, so beautiful.
We should have known.
If I would have known what it would do to them, and what it would do to me, I would have put a stop to it.
I should have tried. Or else . . . or else it wouldn't have--
Or else none of it would have happened.