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'Sometimes I felt that there was something physical connecting us, a long rope that stretched between Boston and Portland: when she tugged on her end, I felt it on mine. Wherever she went, wherever I went, there it would be, that shining twined string that stretched and pulled but never broke, our every movement reminding us of what we would never have again.'

How can you help someone who won’t be helped while realizing that if you don’t try to help, then you’re not being a friend at all? (UB Reader Version 3.0.498)