'there is one image that keeps coming back to me about suzanne. it captures who she was, and what was so special and unique about her.
she is kneeling on our front porch one night. she wants my forgiveness, even though there is nothing to forgive. if anything, i should have been seeking her forgiveness. she had gotten some sad news that day, but in the end, she could only think about how she might have hurt me. suzanne always thought about other people first, but especially about the two of us. God, did she spoil us, nicholas.'