Week 13 Theme

The phone buzzes and she’s calling. The device vibrates against the end table, alerting me that I am getting a call. I hear what the voice on the other line has to say and sigh. I tell them that I will be right there, as I snatch up  my car keys in my fist. Kelsey’s late for work and she forgot to grab money for gas. If I weren’t around her mother, a pathologist, would have had to come leave her lab and go down to the gas station to bail her out. I gave her money for the gas and a snack for work.

The first night I came home from college, after I finished my fourth semester, I went bar hopping. I had way too much to drink and I got kicked out of a bar for not being able stand up when we were trying to dance. She got me safely into the car of a designated driver, even after I puked in her friend’s car. She even went a cleaned up the mess, after she held my hair and watched me unload. 

We used to be part of an inseparable team of three. Liz and Kelsey were friends first, since they were in the first grade together at catholic school. The three of us went and did as a pack. Our Junior year Liz was interested in a boy that had it in his mind that he really disliked Kelsey; even after spending nearly no time with her. Liz told me that she was “garbage”, mainly because she was loud and smoked pot occasionally. I couldn’t believe I heard someone refer to another human being as “garbage”, let alone our close mutual friend. I quickly cut her out of our life. We referred to Liz after that as ”el diablo”.

Our tested friendship is one that you can’t duplicate. Not everyone will stick it out with you through thick and thin like you best friend can.