Your Friend’s Dying. Don’t Just Stand There!
Is a friend in need really a friend indeed? Are you?
I handed Angela a tissue as another wave of sobbing overcame her, then waited quietly for it to subside. There was nothing I could say.
To the outsider, Angela appeared to be perfect. She had beauty, success as an ophthalmic surgeon, immaculate house, horses in the stables. Loving husband and friends. She had…