"A bit over three years," Kat said as her eyes followed the white stallion. Binky had stopped in the middle of the lake and started to drink. "If you ask me, don't keep it in. Let it out. Scream, shout, cry, do whatever you feel like. In the end, it sucks. It sucks big fucking times and there is nothing you can do about it. That sucks even more. Grief and eventually you can move on. But go through it, don't pretend like nothings happened."