convos with dead people oom

[lasthalfmile]

"Never thought I'd see you again, Evans. Of all people."

"It has been awhile."

"Suppose so."

"Wasn't like I was expecting you, either."

"No?"

"No."

"Funny, innit?"

"Not really."

"Aww, c'mon, Evans. Y'should be appreciatin' this."

"Can't see why I would feel that way."

"Not even one bit?"

"Not one bit."

"He done a right horrible thing to you, you know."

"Not as bad as he done to you."

"Not yet."

"I trust him."

"Why the hell'd you start doin' that for?"

"He kept his word."

"Word ain't worth the air used t'speak it, to a man like him."

"You don't know that."

"I know what he did to me, Evans. That ain't somethin' I'd consider lightly."

"Reckon that's true."

"But you still trust the son of a bitch?"

"I do."

"Always knew you was crazy."

"Least I know when t'keep my mouth shut."

"Funny, y'should mention that."

"Oh?"

"Wanted y'to give him somethin', for me. If you didn't mind."

"Ain't sure he'd appreciate a gift from you."

"Then don't call it a gift."

"Well then what am I gonna call it?"

"Don't gotta call it nothin' at all. Just tell 'im I send it with my regards."

"I'll do that."

"Appreciate it, Evans. I best be goin', now. Don't want t'keep you."

"All right."