I love this one most of all. You do such a good job of showing the completely screwed up humanity of all of them, John included. It's a beautiful job of handling POV, how the reader can see John's worry and concern, even though there is no way that Sam can see it. Kind of when you look back at your childhood after having your own children and then finally just think... oh.

Somehow, the scene with the honey just made me cry. I really, truly hope you'll consider continuing with this. I miss John, and *your* John, I believe.