“Did you find that adventure you were looking for, Andy?” I looked down at the floor. “Not really,” I said. “Well,” he said, “we’ll just have to keep praying.” “For adventure? For me?” I felt the angry flush climbing up the back of my neck. “Sure. I’m a natural for adventure now. When it calls, I’ll limp right out to meet it.” Immediately I was ashamed. What had made me answer like that? I left them, feeling I had spoiled a friendship.
