If Ronny wanted to talk, Frederick, then he'd open his mouth and do so. I have never stopped him from talking to me. So don't you sit there and talk about how he'd like nothing more than to talk again.

[Her own eyes flash with her annoyance and she clenches the book a bit too tight, the front and back of the book biting into the palm of her hands.]

You're not putting this all on me. Besides, he's better off without me anyway.

[It's not entirely true or what she thinks but if she can convince herself that, then it won't hurt so much.]