“I suddenly had this thought. What thought? Out of all our moments together, when was the most messed up moment? When was it? When? Tell me.The fire. It was burning hot. Jumping out of the window. And getting beaten up all the time. My gosh, yes. I beat you up every chance I had. Why are you reminiscing about our memories? Whenever I think about those moments, I feel like I can do anything.”