So You And Edi Are ...?

When I got back to the front room, Henrietta was standing by my entertainment center, studying some more of my photos. “Is this your senior prom picture?” she asked with a somewhat bewildered expression.

“Yeah.” I smiled, looking at the picture of Mia and me that seemed like a lifetime ago.

“Prom king and queen, huh?” She glanced back at it, staring a little longer. “Doesn’t surprise me. You two certainly fit the part, but, wow, you both look so young and innocent.”

“We were,” I admitted, feeling a mixture of nostalgia and melancholy.

“Bea said you and Mia have been together over ten years?”

I nodded with a smile as the tinge of guilt I’d still been feeling for having blown Mia off yet again to hang out with Henrietta instead, grew heavier. “We’ve been friends even longer.”

“Wow,” she said again, taking the seat a few cushions down from me on the sofa. “That’s probably why you two have lasted this long. Because you started out as friends.”