[Jo is sitting outside her home, against a tree, one cowboy boot against a gravestone. She's staring at it, almost blankly, as if she's not actually reading what's there -- but then, Jo sighs, almost tiredly.]
And I thought I'd have an actual shock. You guys are gonna have to try a hell of a lot harder than that to scare me.
[She leans her head
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Figured I'd go check it out for myself.
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[What has unsettled her is the tombstone of one Willam Harvelle. She hasn't been able to tear herself away from it.]
I'm guessing these are some of the nasty surprises they leave around for us?
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Where's his?
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I was just out for a walk and.. I found him. Alone out here.
[Just like he had died.]
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[Her own quiet reflection was much better suited at her Dad's grave than at her own.]
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It doesn't make them any less the dicks they are for bringing it here.
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[Her body is destroyed. Burnt. No tombstone necessary.]
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... oh.
Her eyes narrow slightly.]
Don't you dare blame yourself for what the hell happened. I would've gone down that road regardless and I wouldn't change a damn thing about my life or what happened in it.
[She then shifts to stare back at her grave, jaw set.]
My dad would've been proud of me. That's what matters.
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