[It was five o'clock on Saturday morning when Television suddenly woke up. He could feel her slip away, another bright light from his youth extinguished. For a second he entertained the idea of getting out of bed, but to do what? Tell someone? They would all find out eventually; right now this was a grief he couldn't share with anyone. Instead, he pulled the covers over his head and proceeded to stay in the exact same spot until well into the afternoon. She was an icon, part of a show he considered responsible for making television so popular. She was everyone's mother, her character a household name long after the show ceased to air. She was gone.]
Bye, Mom. Nobody will ever come close to filling your shoes.