Cashmere, I'm so sorry. I can't even imagine how you must be feeling, with that mix of grief and anger.
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
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I'm so sorry, Cashmere. My heart goes out to you.
Oh, Cashmere, I'm so sorry.
Oh my god, Cashmere, I'm so sorry. You must be bouncing from grief to numb shock to fury right now.
{{{Cash}}}
Oh, Cashmere, I am so sorry. I can't imagine how you must be feeling right now. I'm holding you in my heart.
Shit, Cashmere. I’m so sorry.
Oh, Cashmere. I'm so very sorry.
Oh, Cash, I'm so sorry.
Oh Cashmere, I'm so sorry. Both for your loss and for being unable to get there. Godspeed your father and, may peace be on the hearts of all who love him.