False premise, false conclusion. (Near-drabble, Hojo/Lucrecia.)
by dilly r
Hojo had planned for them to grow old together.
He had worksheets full of estimates and goals: when they could retire, what their standard of living would be in various locations, when they would begin taking dietary supplements to improve their chances of a healthy old age.
She said that planning was his way of caring, his way of being intimate.
But he'd made an error -- he had never planned to lose her. He didn't even have a single worksheet to quantify his life when he was alone. So he put everything in a folder marked "False Premise - L".
Years later, he still took out the old worksheets now and then to look for the variable he'd missed to bring about this equation. The answer never came.