I reach for him, on instinct, even though I can not really touch him. But his back is to me now. His shoulders are hunched over, his legs starting to buckle. Without saying another word, [Kim] hoists his arm around her shoulder and shifts his weight onto her. Adam has about a foot and fifty pounds on her, but after stumbling for a second, she adjusts to the added burden. She bears it…The funny thing was, I never really bought into Kim’s notion that they were somehow bound together through me—until just now when I saw her half carrying him down the hospital corridor.