"'Are you missing Chris?' She nodded, and I saw tears begin to force themselves between her lashes. 'Then pretend', I said, "pretend I am him". I do not know why I said it; I felt overcome and it seemed, suddenly, a possible way forward. "What?" she said, but she did not open her eyes. "Pretend I am him", I said again. And slowly, in darkness and in silence, we did"(Hamid, 105)