“I guess we’re done,” Donna sighed. She rested her weight on top of the shovel that pierced the ground.

“If only,” Matt said. “We still have to drive back to civilization.”

“Like we even deserve to go back at this point,” Donna picked up the shovel in a huff.

“Donna, don’t be so dramatic.”

“Matt, do you hear yourself? Did you completely forget the reason we’re here? On a hot summer’s day? In the middle of fucking July?”

“No, Donna. But have you lost all sense of reality? We can’t dwell on this. It’s stupid if we do because our lives can’t revolve around him forever.”

“I loved him.”

“I loved him too. We can’t change the past but we can most definitely change the future.”

“Oh enough with the cliché advice, okay?” Donna began to tear up, “You didn’t know him like I did. The way this happened is fucked up! How can you just walk away from this?”

“Because, Donna! He wasn’t my life! He was a part of it and now it’s over. I didn’t kill him.”

“But you watched!” Donna whispered as she sobbed.