One night, Jordan and I were talking about Boston; and I got really defensive, because I felt that she was telling me that she'd go with or without me - that she'd take care of herself, with no consideration of me.
This wasn't true. I knew it, she knew it.
But after the small quiff was all over, after a moment of silence, she said to me, as if out of the blue, "I'm sorry if I made you feel like I would abandon you." And in that phrase, she said it all. I, at first, denied that it had anything to do with abandonment; only, she had it exactly right. I don't want to be left behind. By anyone, but especially not by her: this friend I trust so much.
But that she could see my fear, recognize it, and acknowledge it. That meant a lot.
