Yeah, yeah it fucking is. I knew, I fucking knew that I should have left him alone. But there he was, suddenly in my path and all smiles and didn't even blink when I was a bitch to him... [Parker was tearing up now, and she turned away. She thought she was fucking done with the grieving, done with everything but the vengeance. And no, no she was fucking back here.]

He would have lived a better life if he hadn't stopped me at the fucking gas station.