The water….cold…like a thousand…knives stabbing…stabbing me all over. Like that…that lake…that time…in…Wisconsin. A thousand… a thousand knives…
Dad…can't…he can't…pull me…out now. He can't. He's too far…too far away…. can't get to me…in time…
Rose…on a raft…a door…Rose…Rose don't…. don't complain…Rose…will be okay. She…she will. She will have lots of…. lots of babies…grow old…die in her bed warm, not here…. not…. now. Not…like me. I told her…she will, she…she must. She promised.
Eyes…getting heavy…warm now…not…not cold. Eyes…eyes drooping…. no…must stay…awake for…for Rose. Lethargy…. tired…washing over me like…waves. Warm, sleepy…. Cold…tired…waves. Waves like…. like a thousand knives… Want…want to sleep. Must sleep…Need…to sleep.
Rose…she… needs me…no, she doesn't. Rose…will be okay. Rose…won't die tonight with…me. Die…I know I will…die. Not…not Rose. Flower Rose… Ice traveling…traveling through…through my veins. No…no goodbye… Will see… again.
Rose…I love…
Rose.