Would you consider antidepressants? he asks. As laughter ricochets around the gothic architecture, I look down to conceal whats about to happen: flared nostrils, downturned mouth, wincing eyes. In the sitting room, I find a wooden lap tray with handles, which I hold in front of my face as I re-enter the kitchen, my heart racing. Im not quite sure why, but its nice, and for a few moments we sit in silence and feel connected by our grief. I refuse the drugs, leave the appointment promising to meditate and exercise, and decide to take matters into my own hands.
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