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To my husband, Howard Lee
…But if the while I think on thee,
dear friend,
All losses are restor’d and
sorrows end.
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Chapter 1
The View Below
It is a terrible thing to feel no fear, no alarm, when you are standing an a window ledge
fourteen stories above the street. I felt tired, lost, and numb - but unafraid.
I wasn't at all certain I wanted to take my own life. I cat-walked a few steps away from the
open window and steadied myself, to think about it. The fact that I could no longer m