“I don’t think she wants me there.” Sam paused. “I’m not good at going places where I’m not wanted.” “That doesn’t matter,” Marx said. “It isn’t about you. Just show up every day to check in with her.” “What if she won’t talk to me?” “Let her know you’re there. And if you can manage it, bring her a cookie, a book, a movie to watch. Friendship,” Marx said, “is kind of like having a Tamagotchi.”
