No way. That can't be it. That- [ Alan finds himself shaking his head.

What if that's how Alice felt? What if that's what she wanted to do, except something changed her mind? I don't think she would have ever done that, but... did the Dark Presence try to make me think she wanted a divorce?

The thoughts spring unbidden into Alan's mind, and only then does he find himself having to admit that maybe he really isn't the Alan that belongs here: the Alan that belongs with Beth. And that Alan does belong with Beth. ]

He wouldn't do that. I don't know how I know that, but I'm convinced that he wouldn't. He won't divrce you.

[ Alan's gaze lowers and he finally says the admission out loud: ] I guess I'm not him. But even though I'm not, I still want to help before I have to go.

[ His eyes narrow slightly as he weighs his options here. Should he insist that she read the page even though she doesn't want to? ]

I don't think he'd think that, not after what he's written here. Written about you.