Two of a kind

Yesterday, Steve said he saw Cindy Wilson at the grocery store, and she looked like a mess. People kept wanting to console her or ask her questions, but she just wanted to get away from everyone and go home. I don't blame her. I remember after Susan passed away, I didn't want to go out or do anything. Also, I still had Madeleine to take care of. But now that Madeleine's gone too....

Let's just say I know how Cindy feels.