Page 62 of Thanks for the Friendship
Calvin’s behavior?
Clearly Sara gave her the watered-down version of the story, conveniently leaving out the part about making out with Dr. AJ while her boyfriend and his friends were in the next room.
“He hasn’t been himself lately, and last night was the last straw. He broke my Sara’s heart.”
I remain quiet as I listen to the details that Diane believes to be true. She goes on and on about Cal not being emotionally available for Sara, working too much, dragging his feet about getting married, and even not wanting to purchase my house. I’m amazed that my house continues to be such an important factor in Cal and Sara’s relationship. It’s not surprising that Diane is placing the sole blame on Cal for the breakup.
“I’m sorry Sara is having such a hard day. Please let her know that I’m not upset about them leaving the dinner last night. Obviously, they had more pressing matters to deal with.”
“I told her that,” she insists. “The poor thing is so distraught this morning. She thinks that you and she won’t be friends after this because you knew Calvin in high school, which is nonsense. I tried to tell her that it doesn’t matter. I only talk to one person I went to high school with.”
I purse my lips.
I don’t have anything against Sara as a person. Honestly, I barely know her, and we haven’t had a lot of time to form a solid friendship. At the same time, I tend to keep my circle of close friends small. Gabby is one of my best friends, and she’s engaged to Theo who happens to be Cal’s best friend. The odds are that I’d support Cal, despite the history we share.
“Sara’s coming over for lunch. Are you free? Can you come and talk to her?”
I groan silently as she gives me every reason in the universe that Sara needs people to rally around her right now. Seriously, she just met me. Doesn’t she have any other friends?
Gabby walks outside with a box of Lucky Charms, two bowls, and two spoons. That’s a genius idea, I could definitely use some of that cereal right now.
“Who’s on the phone?” she whispers.
“Diane,” I mouth.
Her mouth drops open, and I roll my eyes.
“I wish I could come, but I have a full day today,” I lie. She doesn’t need to know that I’m sitting by my pool in my pajamas.
“Oh, I understand … What about dinner?”
Ugh. She’s going to keep asking until I say yes. I know the drill after working with her for all those months. This isn’t how I expected to spend my Sunday.
“Let me see if I can switch some things around,” I tell her. “Can I get back to you in a little while?”
I’m planning to come up with a great reason not to go to dinner.
“Definitely. I’m still waiting to hear back from Sara. She was on her way to Calvin’s to get some of her things and to try to talk to him.”
A knot begins to twist in my stomach.
“Oh, well, maybe they will work things out,” I suggest.
Cal wouldn’t give her another chance, would he?
“I’m very hopeful, but I don’t know.”
I promise Diane that I will get back to her and hurry to get off the phone.
“She wants you to come over?” Gabby asks.
“Yes, to have lunch or dinner and talk to Sara,” I say, placing my hands on my head. “How did this become my problem? I’ve only known that girl for a few weeks.”
“Diane considers you part of her family, remember?” she reminds me. “You worked tirelessly to get them that house.”
“And she thinks of Sara like a daughter,” I add. “Although, who knows what’s going to happen. Sara went to see Cal this morning. Maybe they’ll get back together.”
Gabby makes a face. “No way. Theo says they are done for good.”
