Two old friends sat together in a cafe, sipping coffee. They got together too seldom these days, it seemed. Unlike the old days, when they were inseparable.
In those days, there was an ease about their togetherness. Sometimes they talked about important things, sometimes not. It didn’t matter. They were simply together, and that felt right.
Lately, though, one friend began asking critical questions of the other, and now he began talking about the conditions of their friendship.
His friend tried to hide her dismay. She wanted to talk further, but the cafe was closing and he had to go.
In those days, there was an ease about their togetherness. Sometimes they talked about important things, sometimes not. It didn’t matter. They were simply together, and that felt right.
Lately, though, one friend began asking critical questions of the other, and now he began talking about the conditions of their friendship.
His friend tried to hide her dismay. She wanted to talk further, but the cafe was closing and he had to go.
