Gerta would have said that Kay was her best and truest friend, that they could tell each other anything and they would take on the world together. Kay would have said Gerta was the neighbor girl. “She’s all right. I guess.” In fact, he did say this, on a number of occasions. There are not many stories about this sort of thing. There ought to be more. Perhaps if there were, the Gertas of the world would learn to recognize it.
