They started as friends, going on walks, talking, and the conversation went deep.

I asked her to explain to me exactly what happened if I was actually gonna understand her and try to help her anyway.

And she told me in detail, um, pretty early on.

I actually went back to where I was staying, and I wrote it out and typed it out.

Ran to my husband, whispered in his ear, "He is under arrest," and just gave me the biggest hug.

We were just two people standing together shaking in the middle of an airport, and I just held her as long as she wanted to be held.