chapter  3
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Where Angels Fear to Tread

WithRita V. Rogan

Pools of low light warmed the campus walk as I looked out from my darkened office. My best friend had just left after telling me of his father’s suicide. I sat stunned and saddened, but what frightened me was the return of the intense anxiety, verging on panic, that I had always struggled with when someone close had died.