Re: eddie/cat
Cats remind me of youth, of being young enough to think I was really going to get out of the neighborhood, and that the neighborhood wasn't something in me. Of surviving when there was no real reason I should have. They remind me of the loft near the park, of all the cats that came through there, of Holly living there, of Bruce living there. Another life, Eddie. It's another life. [...] Stephanie? Not Em. That isn't Em for you, is it? It's been a long, long time since I felt like that, like someone understood me, no matter how I tried to lie to them.
You know what they say about curiosity and Cats. [...] She was your cape and cowl. I didn't realize that. It's hard, isn't it? When you fall in love with something bigger than life, and then you realize they're only human and so very flawed. More flawed than you, maybe.
I still believe it. If you went hunting for trouble now? It wouldn't be for the same reasons as then. We've both changed, Eddie. He changed us, and I'm not sure we'll ever go back to being what we were. But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun, does it?