The last thing I wanted was for you to feel abandoned. I know what that’s like.” “I didn’t feel abandoned,” she said, looking me in the eye. “’Cause I knew if I ever called you, you’d come.” She said it so matter-of-factly. And it was funny, because the second she said it, I realized she was right. I would have. Anytime over the last six months, I would have been there if she’d reached out. I wasn’t like Amber. Even small, I was better than she was. And then she did call and I did come. I’d passed a test I didn’t even know I’d been taking.