"Yeah," Lester said, which was the only response he could immediately conjure to Sloane's emotional spillage. Yeah, she was a mess, but she'd lost a twin, and she was allowed to be; yeah, which hopefully encompassed the amorphous drama that lurked in their friend group, and which Lester desperately wanted to avoid spilling into all the other aspects of their lives.

Still, he could not refrain from asking: "What can I do to help?"

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