Jude stared at the jar. His knuckles were white. Inside, the suds swirled in frantic, opaque spirals.
He handed the jar to Jude. “Hold this,” he said. Hanya Yanagihara A Little Life
Instead of saying, You should talk to someone , or You have to let it go , Willem did something different. He went to the kitchen, filled a large glass jar with warm water, added a few drops of dish soap, and screwed the lid on tight. Jude stared at the jar