Goodbye. Who would have thought that one innocent word could be so hard to utter? Evelyn knows what to say; she can see the word formed in her mind, yet when she opens her mouth it refuses to tumble out. By speaking such a word it would become a reality; there would be no denying it anymore. Yet it resembles a truth that she refuses to believe so her body denies it pass.
Goodbye. Sayonara. Ciao. Au revoir. A
diós. Hooroo.