“Maybe she is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Maybe she’s borne him children, and stuck with him through thick and thin, and been a loving partner and trustworthy wife through sorrow and joy, success and failure, and makes him feel like the happiest and luckiest man on earth.”
Then why did he feel a need to go get a bike and join the Cossacks and go to a breastaurant on a Sunday afternoon and get shot in the head ... dead.