"In the empty carriage, we had a fight over something very small," she wrote. "But when you are traveling, even the tiniest thing can make the rest of your journey unbearable. I'd rather see our fight as something we did to prevent the weight of this journey from being too light, that we had to use this fight to add weight to it.
"I stood, and walked towards his chair. Sitting down, I let out the breath that I had been holding, before I truly started to cry. I had to use all of my might to control my emotions, and to permit myself to let the tears fall. Otherwise, the train would not have been able to continue journeying into that expansive night, and I would not have been able to stay in that carriage with him."