[ -- it's such a beautiful night. and it wouldn't be fair, really, to spoil it with dark talk. peggy very nearly scolds the woman for what she doesn't quite say. truth is, she already knows she's dead some year after 2012. maybe she doesn't know the exact year -- but it's exact enough. ]
My dear, [ she huffs a sigh, ] I don't know what to tell you if you think meeting me, here, is any kind of silver lining.
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My dear, [ she huffs a sigh, ] I don't know what to tell you if you think meeting me, here, is any kind of silver lining.