One other note.

[ysobelle]

I realised in my last entry all I could say was mememe in the face of a stranger's pain. And yes, I was being selfish-- it's easier, when you don't know the other person, to put your own spin on their pain.

But part of what was so horrible about this afternoon was knowing there was nothing I could do except walk out the door and leave Robin with that poor, grieving woman, sobbing on the floor.