Isn't this great Emily - just like old times.  As he spoke, they both knew he was lying.  He had been in and out of jail for the past three years, and the relationship couldn't take much more.  They both knew it was ending today, here by the river.  But somehow, sitting next to the bridge, in the spot they'd come to when they ditched chemistry in high school to try kissing for the first time, neither of them could bring themselves to do what needed to be done.  It was sad, but sadness is always mitigated when it's source is inevitable.  At least that's the way it was for Emily.  
