It was the only way Hollywood would have let it end.

Spoiler alert, but the next time you see a movie based around the classic love triangle, just find the wealthiest person in the group and you've identified one who will be the odd person out when all is said and done.

And so it is that real life imitates art. Today, Lucca joins Lem in Oregon and a chapter in our respective lives comes to an end.

I come out of this with my head held high, however, knowing that I did everything I possibly could have done, many would say far more than I should have, to try and make Lucca happy here. But it just was not to be.

My biggest mistake was taking a poor, vulnerable woman like Lucca out of her native culture to begin with. I always thought America was America all the way through but now I see that regional differences are far larger than I had imagined. She just could not be happy here, and all the money in the world wouldn't change that. (Well, okay, maybe if I'd had enough money to support everyone permanently, with enough left over to hire a personal driver for her. But let's stay within reality here.)

Even so, I'd like to think I'm leaving Lucca a better, stronger person than when she first got here. Certainly she's developed quite the following as an artist in the past year. There's still so much I'd hoped to do, such as getting her off her paranoid feelings that people are always talking about her behind her back. But maybe that will require this step first.

Lucca, you were before and remain my very dear sister, and I will always be there for you even across the miles.

Lem, dear big brother, I know you love Lucca with all of your being. May it ever remain thus.

As for me I have a wrong to right in terms of my participation or lack thereof in the furry community. I know there are many out there who miss me and I need to catch up with.

But not quite yet. First, I need some rest.