She wants to hold his hand.
She wants to say, I am here. But what if her words are not enough? What if she is not enough of a salve for his nameless pain?
For the first time in her life, she finds, she does not know how to help someone. She does not know what to do..
How easy it is, she thinks, to miss the pain and anguish of one person, if that person keeps quiet, if he keeps it all in, like a bottle stoppered too tightly, the pressure inside building and building, until - what?
She doesn’t know. (O’Farrell - Hamnet)
Ben de……..
Ben de.
