The Best Friend
He was here the week of May 23 & we had planned on going out to dinner but, I just wasn't up to it. That really depressed me because we only get to see each other in person once or twice a year. Also, I slept so much that week and the week after that I only talked to him on the phone once, although he called almost everyday. But everytime he called I was asleep. (The surgery and getting over the anemia really did me in.) I was really, really afraid he was going to think I was mad at him and that he'd give up on me. But, he didn't. He called yesterday and everything was fine. I guess that's why best friends are best friends.
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