Entry 5.76/06
Dean spends a year saying goodbye.
It's not completely obvious what he's doing, but I've known him long enough to tell.
There's a big yellow elephant ridding with us, and no one says a word for a very long time.
So, I'm left wondering.
Maybe he's moving out of the country and can't take me.
Maybe he's finally fed up with my old mileage and is gonna sell me.
Maybe he's sick.
Maybe he's…
I'm fresh out of maybes when I finally learn the truth.
Dean, my Dean… he's gonna die. And there is nothing Sam or I can do.