“Do you want breakfast Ariam?” he said
empathetically to the extent that he possibly could without sounding obnoxious
and ignorant. “I know you’re sad about what happened, but if there is one thing
I am pretty sure in this life, breakfast food can mend even the most aching
pain.”
“I’m
not sad, Bernard,” she said, and how oh so wrong was she. “I don’t need you to
sympathize on me.”
“You
are,” the captain insisted. “Pretending you’re not sad won’t make you stronger.
So, be sad, sweet face, just be sad if you want. We are all here for you. We
are going to be until you’re not sad. We’re going to be strong for you.”
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