"I'm a sick child." "I'm only an injured one." "Only is a good thing." --- Hallie has never been healthy. But when forced to move to Liverpool because they have a better hospital to cater for her deadly illness, she meets George. George comes every few weeks because he's broken his arm, and Hallie is either there for ages or comes very often. They just seem to click. They get on, so a friendship forms. But the unfortunate question on their minds is: can we survive a friendship, literally? Though I think they're forgetting: could it even grow?