Thanks be to Ms. EBT.

Ben showed up unexpectedly in the middle of January that year.

He said he had a bad feeling when I didn't return his calls or emails.

When I told him what was going on, he stayed a couple of days.

He arranged for a counselor to see me after my classes.

He took me for a walk through Central Park.

He talked to me about Georgetown.

He told me bad jokes.

He got me to smile.

He sat with me while I called my parents and told them I needed to see a counselor.

He helped me get back on my feet.