DAWN DIDN’T KILL HIM ON PURPOSE.

(Duh.)

But it’s her fault that he’s dead.

It’s her fault and she lives with it and it comes back and haunts her, and that’s why she gets stoned and fucked up so much, because it’s only when she’s fucked up that the guilt goes away.

There are no pills on this mountain, and no whiskey or gin.

There’s just guilt.

And the cold.