Come back here, I said.

I dont give a fuck, you know, she said. I can jump, or we can look for Chas. Same thing, to me.

And thats the whole thing, right there, because we believed her. Maybe other people on other nights wouldnt have but the three of us, that night, we had no doubts. It wasnt that we thought she was really suicidal, either; it was just that it felt like she might do whatever she wanted to do, at any given moment, and if she wanted to jump off a building to see what it felt like, then shed try it. And once youd worked that out, then it was just a question of how much you cared.

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