John B. Allen (MrBallen)

It isn't like I walked out and said, Hey, last night I heard somebody walking around the cabin.

Was it your son?

I tried to ask as like diplomatically, I'm sure I had a look.

I'm sure it looks scared.

How could she have possibly thought, oh, I know what this is.

He must have had a thought that somebody was walking around the cabin last night.

I'm going to capitalize on that and pretend that it's my husband.

And it was so immediate that she agreed with me and said, that was my husband and it's okay.

It's just...

It doesn't mean it's not possible.

In fact, if there's any rational explanation, it's that she, out of grief and sadness, did this to make it feel like her husband was still around.

But even that, like, I don't know.

I don't know if you could do it that quickly and that well.

It's possible.

It's certainly possible.

But then it's like, what's the alternative?

It wasn't me.

Certainly wasn't me.

And I'm the guy that sleepwalks.

I'm the guy that has all the reason in the world to say, oh, no, I...