"I'll try," Ben nodded even as he knew his anger, his upset was not a switch one could simply flip to the off position. But Bushara's smile help. Her friendship felt like warm glow.
Taking an unnecessary breath in as Bushara took his hand, Ben wrapped his fingers around hers. He looked into her eyes, a smile beginning to form. But it began to fade at young woman's last four words. "I have something to confess - I don't have a year left here."