A Quick Lunch with Michelle
After attempting to carve out time and failing for almost two weeks, Michelle and I finally got together. We met for lunch at a little café near the hospital. Though we touch base every few days, it had been weeks since we’d seen one another. She, Mark, and their daughter had recently returned from a trip to Minnesota where they had attended the funeral of Michelle’s favorite aunt. I needed to see for myself how my best friend was holding up, and I gave her an extra-long embrace before we found a table among the lunchtime crowd.
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