“She didn’t push me. I just leaned — and kept leaning — until there was no going back.”

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The actual "falling" didn't happen that day. It happened three months later, on a Tuesday. It was raining—one of those grey, relentless drizzles that soaks through umbrellas. We were walking out of a bookstore, and I was complaining about a work email I had received. I was venting, spiraling, letting the stress of my job dictate my mood. Madison stopped walking. She didn't offer advice. She didn't try to fix the problem. She just adjusted her umbrella so that it covered both of us completely, shielding me from the wind, and said, "Just breathe. The email will still be there in ten minutes. The rain won't."