I never once told Julia how much her friendship meant to me. It’s too late now, of course. Even if she hadn’t died the way she did, and lung cancer is an ugly way to go, I never would have said anything to her about it. I’m just not that sort of person. I don’t want anyone to know what they mean to me, unless they mean nothing. That, I don’t mind
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