I met Susan after dance class in Dec. 2004. We hit if off immediately. We had so much in common. For the next month we talked to each other for hours on the phone, and spent a lot of time together. We danced, hung out, and discussed philosophy, books, and art.

Susan wanted to get away from the city, because she wasn't feeling well. I figured she was merely depressed.

So, at the beginning of February, she took off for Mexico. I'll never forget the night before she left, she was feverish, frantic and beautiful. I'd never see her conscious again.

Last night, her mother sent a link to a movie of her. It's really great - even if you didn't know Susan.