He sat in his dark apartment, surrounded by half-packed boxes and unpaid bills. Grief had a weight, he'd learned—like carrying a bag of wet sand everywhere. The modded dictionary was still there, version 5.6.50, unchanged. He opened it.
He uninstalled the app. Not because he was afraid. But because he didn't need it anymore.
He typed his name: Leo.
Leo snorted. Cute.
Define: hope.
