I can't even English this.

email. remaining parent. from dead parent's email. cruise. February. me go with.

There is no nope on the scale of nopes to express how absolutely and irrevocably nope the nope is.

The only possible reaction on my part was to immediately delete the email, wash my eyeballs out with soap and try to forget about it. If there is to be communication, since I no longer have a phone, it would be through an intermediary, i.e. my brother, whence the nope can at least be buffered. There is no precedent and therefore no acceptance of direct email communication between the chaos and its spawn (that would be me).