I still can't believe it's her. I touch her arm again. Then I begin to cry.
"Don't do that," she says. "Your eyes'll run. Anyway there isn't time." (38.18-20)
The narrator finally gets to touch and feel emotion with a person she loves from her past: her dear friend Moira. We're reminded of the love that exists between friends, not just couples, and the different ways families can be constructed and love experienced. This kind of love has all but disappeared from the narrator's life now.