I will go home. I’ll stay where I am as long as my mom needs me, which could be ten years, but the I’ll go home. Grace really, really wanted to die in Montana. She went from bad to worse so fast, I couldn’t get her there. Me, I’m going to live in Montana, and then I’m going to die in Montana. There are no other acceptable options.
(I think Hey Victor has a crush on you. He’s like that.)