Moment of truth

I've received a letter from the young woman I met on the Mall in June. The one with whom I had a long conversation about God. The one who belongs to the Twelve Tribes. I described our conversation in a previous post. Her note wants to be a "keep in touch" card, to remind me of her, but her words are calls for air. Just like I'd felt when I talked to her in June. I'm not sure what I should do. I don't know if I'll have the courage and the strength to help her out of her universe. What if I was wrong?