“You wearing those bulky eyeglasses. “Me with that terrible perm.””You always had better hair than me,” I remarked, grinning at the recollection.
“And you were the only person who ever sat with me at lunch.”Someone had to. “Those children were monsters.”
I nodded, recalling the terrible drawings that were passed around in class, the murmurs in the hallways, and how I used to count down the minutes until the last bell.
The only person who ever sat with me at lunch was you.
That didn’t hurt as much as it once did.
The injuries had turned into scars, which served as evidence of my progress.I whispered to her, “You saved me back then.” “I don’t believe I ever said it. However, you did.
Suddenly preoccupied with her coffee lid, Alison waved a hand. “You were able to save yourself. I simply sat beside you.continues to count.
Her expression briefly changed to something I couldn’t read as she peered up at me.Back then, you saved me.”
Then she blinked, and the bright, effortless smile came back.It’s time to stop thinking about the past. “The reunion is terrible enough—” she abruptly interrupted, biting her lip.”Reunion?”
I carefully put down my cup.Twenty years. She chuckled gently, “Can you believe it?” “Are… are you going?”I was completely unaware of it. I took my phone out.
I looked through my inbox but couldn’t find anything.
She quickly stopped talking and bit her lip.
Not a single SMS, email, or invitation that was forwarded from someone.”I was not invited. I put my phone down.
With a shrug, Alison’s eyes strayed to the window. “You are aware of how chaotic those committees are. It’s most likely nothing.”Probably,” I repeated.
However, the tiniest knot in my chest tightened.I was not invited.
After being apart for twenty years, I had at last created a life that I liked.
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