Elliot.

I sat with you today and looked out on you.  I realized that I could never love somebody whose soul was this shallow.  It's a gift, this pain and heartbreak, not for the children - but for me, in some sad, sick way.  Maybe it's your last way to show me you love me a little, at least.  You showed me who you are. 

And I don't like you anymore.

Harriet.