I won't see Kingsley at all.
It doesn't happen often, it really doesn't. I don't have time to dwell on these things, I don't have the energy. I know there is no point in wishing things were different, no point wondering what could've been done differently. I know.
But every now and then, whether it's something I've read or something someone has said or in the way someone looks at him, I will suddenly see Kingsley as someone who doesn't know Kingsley. And it crushes me.