And I swallowed down tears of sorrow.
“The house,” I said, forcing a laugh. “Congratulations on purchasing your first house.”
“Oh, yeah. Of course. We’re stoked.”
“It’s lovely,” I said.
“Are you OK?” she asked. Her mother hovered nearby.
“Great,” I offered with a big smile.
“The job going well?”
“Couldn’t be better.”
I wanted out of this house.
A door slammed. Someone shouted something that sounded like, “Fucking bitch!”
A few seconds later, I heard the distinctive sound of Sean’s Camry starting up.
I stared at my coffee as Jody stared at her hands, and her mother hovered nearby.
“Well,” I said. “I just wanted to pop in and say congratulations.”
“Thanks,” Jody said.
I hesitated. She said nothing. Her mother hovered.
“When’s it due?” I asked.
“November,” she whispered.
“I’m so happy for you,” I managed.
“Kylee,” she said.
I stood up. Stepped toward my friend. And opened my arms.
“You’re going to make a wonderful mother,” I said.
She hugged me. I hugged her back.
Then I pulled away and said, “Gotta dash. I’m meeting someone.”
“Oh, OK. Thanks for calling in.”
“Anytime.”
* * *
Idrove to the beach and sat under my tree and cried.
The seagulls swooped. People threw frisbees to their dogs. Couples held hands and walked side by side.
And I wasn’t sure if I was crying for lost dreams or lost friendships.
But my heart felt like it was dying.