“I can take care of myself. He doesn't scare me, Elizabeth; he disgusts me. There's a difference." Elizabeth knew this feeling exactly. She bent down and put her arms around Harriet. Despite their friendship, the two women rarely touched. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you," Elizabeth said, pulling her close. "You know that, don't you?" Harriet, surprised, looked up at Elizabeth, tears forming. "Well me, too. Ditto." Then the older woman finally pulled away. "I'll be okay," Harriet promised, wiping her face. "Just let it go." But Elizabeth was not the type of person who let things go.”
Book:Lessons in Chemistry