Bert swallowed loudly. The truth? How was he even supposed to begin. "Look, supposed you could live the same day over again, and make different decisions. Would you want to; to change the past, or would you live with where you were now, even if the past were painful?" It was not the truth, just yet, but he was getting around to it. They stopped just outside the doors to the dinner. He looked down at her, afraid to have this conversation.