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Lena nodded. She didn’t say “I know.” She didn’t say “It doesn’t get better.”

She just sat there, at the last table by the window, while the rain kept thinking and the girl kept crying and the man in the blue jacket finally walked away, kicking nothing at all. candid-v3

The girl nodded slowly. Then she picked up the cold coffee and drank it anyway. Lena nodded

She looked up. A girl, maybe nineteen, holding a backpack with a broken strap. Her face was flushed from the cold, but her eyes were steady. candid-v3

Lena didn’t say “Are you okay?” because they both knew the answer.