A Friend in the Dark

by Samantha M. Bailey

I was blindsided. The man in front of me was a stranger and not the person who’d been my rock and best friend for almost a quarter of a century. The only certainty I’d had in life was Dave.

And I don’t understand what I did wrong or how the man who once blushed and stammered every time he spoke to me could give me up without a fight.

Eventually I gave up trying because feeling unwanted is worse than no intimacy at all.

“Imagine I’m in the car with you.” I told him when to call me. I never told him where I’d be when he phoned.

There’s no guarantee of tomorrow. We never know when our last conversation with someone might be.