When a friend disappears
This had nothing to do with Holly. “How about we make an agreement?” But I was too busy talking and laughing as we unpacked our things. By the conference’s end, I knew her better than I did most of my longtime friends. “We’re kindred spirits!” we marveled, though on the surface we were opposites. She was mother to a teenager; I was childless. But in all the ways that mattered, we were the same....