Too much of this felt like telling him what he wanted to hear. Hadn't those same words run through his head a thousand times on the road? There's a chance to fix things. If you go back and make her listen -- you don't even know what to say yet but that isn't important. Things can be like they were.

And didn't he tell himself similar things back in that village? If he did his work without complaint. If he took care of things. If he didn't nag. Maybe Milah wouldn't come home drunk this time. Maybe she wouldn't look at him like she hated him. Maybe she wouldn't say such awful things to him just to make him go away and pretend he didn't exist. If he just kept trying, she'd remember they loved each other.

"The attempt was already made. Hell, you officiated part of it."