Through the throngand past the chatterwe slipped into a smallblue sitting roomand there at the edgeof the chaos, she told mewhat the doctor said.The world becamewhirlpool, no shorein sight, andwe met in a perfectstillness, holdingto each other, ourfriendship like driftwood,no way to steer, butfor that moment, wefloated, floated! no small thing asall around usuncertainty crestedand […]
