We joked. We laughed. She waltzed out in the morning and trudged back in the afternoon. After an early afternoon snack, we tried to cook our next meal. I set up the kitchen table. She started a fire on the stove. If only for the safety of us, we decided to eat ramen and remember the past. As if quoting a line from a movie she said, “I wish I knew how to quit you.” Laughter. Then we washed the dishes and placed the clean bowls up. And moonlight beamed like a warm candle.