"Well, you can't really escape feelings," Beth says, thinking of the jagged scar on her wrist. It used to be that she'd hide it whenever she could, embarrassed by what it meant, by the weakness in her she thought it indicated, but she stopped worrying about it so much in the months before Curtis disappeared.

Now she doesn't bother covering it. It's a scar, it's obvious what she tried, but she's not ashamed. At the time, it had felt like the only way, an escape from the pain of all her loss, but she doesn't want to do that anymore.

"It's okay to have feelings," she says. "About him and in general."