Ray breathed out a loud sigh of relief. Good on Matthew who was very clever and good Canadian man.

And that's when it occured to him that this was probably what she was thinking about and wanting to remember. He stopped and looked over at her. He wanted to know the rest but if Matthew had died, he wanted her to be able to really talk about it. Not walk on towards the waterfall for Ray's sake or feel the need to pretend it was easy to lose someone.

Canadians --the polite ones anyway-- always had this compulsive need to take care of everyone else around even when they were in emotional pain or needed some taking care of. In fact, Ray was pretty sure they took even better care of people when they needed caring themselves.

"Go on," he said gently, touching her shoulder.