[ WP ] The Narrators go through shift change mid-story , but the old Narrator leaves without bringing the new one up to speed .

“ I just don ’ t know, ” Darren said with sadness, his throat tightening with emotion. “ Everything is so different now Janice, I just… don ’ t have the same feelings for you. I can ’ t find that same love within me that ’ s sustained me all these years. And it ’ s breaking my heart. ” 
 
 Darren lifted his hands to cover his face, as though that simple act might spare Janice the pain of his welling tears. But own his sorrow betrayed him, cascading wetly down his cheeks and raining unheeded onto the untouched and now-forgotten linguine he ’ d worked so hard to prepare for just the two of them. 
 
 “ Oh Darren, of course you feel differently, ” Janice replied. She reached across the table and gently took Darren ’ s hands in her own. “ Things have changed. We both knew that would happen. But now we have our beautiful new daughter and our lives will never be the same. They can ’ t be. They shouldn ’ t be. ” She softly drew his hands away from his face until they brushed against the silver gazelle pendant she still wore around her neck, the first birthday gift he ’ d ever bought her. She looked comfortingly into his tear-filled eyes. “ But my love for you is just as strong, and our lives will be just as full... even more now that it ’ s taken this unique, and precious, and irreplaceable form. ” 
 
 
 “ But how can that ever be enough for us? ” the dark-haired guy said in what appeared to be despair. “ Our love was my everything, my world, my life itself. The two of us are all I ever truly cared about. ” He hung his head, his face now threatening to sink into his plate of… uh… that kind of spaghetti that's flat. 
 
 “ Oh, Darren, ” the blonde replied, drawing Darren ’ s ( Darren ’ s ) hands toward her and holding them against the warmth of her cheek. “ What have we lost? What could we possibly lose, you and I? ” she asked. But as she spoke Darren couldn ’ t help but notice that the gleaming silver pendant of a… um… I ’ m going to go with “ goat ” … had slipped away from their hands and it now dangled alone, untouched, metallic and cold. 
 
 “ Oh, Janice, ” Darren replied to Janice, “ how can you say that? There are three of us now, when for so long we ’ ve been two. I don ’ t know if I can bear it. ” 
 
 “ We ’ re more and we ’ re stronger than before, ” Janice replied to this unbearable sod with a smile, and led one of Darren ’ s hands to gently touch the nearby bascinet. She turned her head and continued, “ now that our lives include our precious Cody, ” she said, addressing their new ( *Cody? * ) so… dau… child. 

