"Yeah, I think you should. I mean, I think they're normally private, but I don't have anything to hide from you. Even if I write something that seem totally crazy, all you have to do is ask and I can show you whatever I meant. You know, without words getting in the way. Not that you have to agree with it," she added quickly, reaching up to brush errant strands of lank hair behind her ear, "but just to give you a better picture. I think putting it down in words first, recording it, I think that's an important part to, though. Like, once I put it down it becomes separate from me, so even if I think it means a thing, and can show you that, what I wrote might still mean other things, and you can show me that. If you want to," Avis explained, then paused, and gave his hand a squeeze.
"But, um, either way, I want you to share the journal when I die. Like, let that be the record if I do get whacked by a pack of angry bears. Maybe throw it at them, too, and let em choke on it."