“Jack, if you go, you might not be able to come back.”

 

I know Daniel. I know. But I have to do this. As I look into his eyes, I can see he understands. Of course he does, he’s been speaking for me since this started. And I am so grateful to him for this. For not leaving me alone when the others went for help, for saying what needed to be said.

 

As I look at my friend for what might be the last time, I know he understands what I’m trying to say.

 

Thank you Daniel. For everything.