Can I Say Here What I Was Too Chicken to Say There?

Dear friend,

My heart broke this afternoon as I listened to your story and tried to understand even a fraction of the horror you've lived through. I knew bits and pieces from the brief notes you've sent me before, but those messages came across many miles and through a computer screen. I couldn't see your eyes or hear your voice like I did today across the small round table that separated us. I wonder if my face said what I couldn't find my voice to express. I'm pretty sure it didn't so, as...