At That Moment I'll Be There With You.

The interview is over.

You don't need to see anyone else, you don't need to hear any more. The very thought so much as sending her back to wait on other interviews is, quite literally, unspeakable. This woman has been dealt the most raw and rough hand ever dealt to any person in history, and you would be damned and forsaken if you so much as suggested adding to that pain. In a handfull of seconds you are out of your chair and cross to hers, picking her up and hugging her tight. Only two words and a sibbilant exhalation leave your mouth.

"Shhh, I am," you declare, her departure from her traditional style having left no space for doubt about your choice...