Every Dead Thing

More than that, from both of them I felt a sense of concern, of regret, of humanity, of trust

and I felt sorry for him, for what he had to say and the questions he had to ask. If I had answers to some of them, I wasn’t sure that I wanted to give them, or that Walter really wanted to hear them

Once he began the tale he wanted to finish it, as if he could diminish the burden of knowing by telling it out loud.