"Well, if you ever need a friend to talk to, I'm here." As he was standing up, he put his arm on my back. His touch made me feel......different. He left the room and I sat there pondering what just happened.
I felt his thumb press against my cheek, brushing away a tear I hadn't felt falling.
"Don't worry," he whispered, "you're not alone."
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Started 12/Feb/17
Finished 30/Nov/17