“But now, seeing these letters his father wrote to June Bailey Roe, seeing his father’s painful devotion to someone who simply wasn’t real – a daughter he never had – Wade is unable to suppress his dread. All that love, all those feelings, all that pain, fastened to nothing, a terrible, drifting chaos. His future loss of mind becomes the new premise of his life, and he feels, already, the loss of the things he loves, feels himself trying to find some other way to hold on to them.”
