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"I've never told anybody before." "Did it help?" "I don't know. Maybe. Christ, I'm so tired." "You could lean on me." He slipped an arm around her, nestled her head in the curve of his shoulder. "For a little while," she murmured. "Until we get to New York." "For a little while then." He pressed his lips to her hair and hoped she would sleep."