I want to Thank you.
She looked up at her.
For what?
For being my friend.
Why do you say that I'm your friend?
Because I know you are.
How do you know?
I feel it.
Feel what?
I feel you holding my hand.
When?
Always.
How?
I don't know, I can't explain, but I wanted to Thank you.
Sorry, I guess I should have accepted the Thanks rather than be so inquisitive.
(Smile)
Why is it, do you suppose, that I am so inquisitive?
Because you are searching for ways to be a better friend.
How do you know?
Because you are just like me.
Suzie Sateri
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