when a friend comes to lunch and she brings you calla lilys
early on this week i read a blog post from those 24 little hours titled “when is a friend not a friend…anymore?” and it gave me a sharp reminder about a friendship i thought was special which just vanished into thin air.
we had spent a lot of time together, me and this friend, we would see each other most days. we lived practically on the same road, all be it a long road but i used to park my car at her’s as it was near the station. it was kind of an odd friendship really, as she wasn’t the kind of person i would normally tolerate, not in the slightest. she was terribly spoilt, and tended to get things her own way but she never tried it on with me, i think she knew what answer she would get if she did!