Wincing at the volume, Jackson struggles to do so much as stand on his own two feet, pupils blown wide and gaze unfocussed.
"Susan..." he desperately tries to explain himself. "She wanted... she won't let me..." he can't get his tongue to move properly, and he knows he's not doing himself any favours.
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"Susan..." he desperately tries to explain himself. "She wanted... she won't let me..." he can't get his tongue to move properly, and he knows he's not doing himself any favours.
"I can't divorce her..." he tries.