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Steward: Do you want the recorder on?
Witness: I don't know.
Steward: Then it stays off.
Witness: No. Wait. Put it on. I'll forget.
Steward: You can stop it.
Witness: I know. I know. I just... don't fix it.
Steward: I won't.
Witness: Don't make it pretty.
Steward: I won't.
Witness: She wasn't little.
Steward: Who?
Witness: Don't ask me that.
Steward: All right.
Witness: I know who. You don't. I mean, you don't know her. My daughter. She wasn't little. I keep saying that wrong. I don't mean grown. I mean... not sick. Not trapped in that bed. I don't know. I'm making a mess of it.
Steward: You're making a mess. We can leave it that way.
Witness: Good. Let it be a mess.
Witness: I wanted her little. That's awful, isn't it? I lost her little. I wanted the small hands. The pajamas. That stupid cup with the ducks on it. I wanted what I knew.
Steward: Do you want me to write that?
Witness: Yes. No. Yes. Write it. She was not trapped where I lost her.
Steward: She was not trapped where I lost her.
Witness: No, put 'I think.' I don't know. Don't make me sound sure.
Steward: I think she was not trapped where I lost her.
Witness: Yes. That. God. I hate this.
Steward: We can stop.
Witness: No. If I stop I'll turn it into a dream by morning.
Steward: Continue when you're ready.
Witness: She said I was making the house into a grave. That I had put her brother in it with me. Not like blame. Not mean. Worse. Kind. I wanted her to say she missed me. I wanted her to say heaven. I wanted the thing people say. She didn't.
Steward: What did she say?
Witness: She said, 'Mom, love him too.'
Steward: Love him too.
Witness: That's not right. It was stronger. Not louder. Stronger. Like... like I was being told and forgiven at the same time. I don't know how to write that.
Steward: I'll write that you don't know how to write it.
Witness: Good. Don't put closure.
Steward: I won't.
Witness: I hate that word.
Steward: No closure.
Witness: Nothing closed. Something opened. And I hate it. And I'm grateful. And I hate that I'm grateful because she is still dead.
Steward: Do you want those words kept?
Witness: Yes. Keep the ugly.
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