One of my friends, that I met in the hospital a few years ago, was just  in a serious car accident.

Thankfully, she is okay. But she has about ten stitches in her head.

We lived in the same city the three years we’ve known each other, but rarely met face to face. But she’s always a text or call away if I’m struggling. We’ve had lunch a few times.

Recently, she moved to another state. And it was there that the accident happened.

I don’t know what I’d do if she didn’t make it.

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