He smiled down at her. The fire crackled in the background and he desperately wanted to regain something of the time he was lacking. Edith seemed the only good thing that was left and he needed to prove to himself that maybe her presence could make up for all of this.
No, Lucille. She was still there. She would visit soon enough.
"How about a dance? I do not remember our wedding dance so we have to create new memories. Do we have one of these new gramophones somewhere?" He had had one but it was barely used.