Jack
Yeah. It could. Or it could not bring me him at all and I'm holding out hope forever on a useless cause. I don't even know anymore. Or worse, it could bring me him without any of his memories of being here, of loving me, of being with me. And that's also the opposite of fun. I've seen it happen to too many people here.
There's a building at [address]. Come see what I've been putting all of my time into lately.