“I was talking to my friend the other day about you,” said a friend of mine recently.
We're in her room. I hadn't seen her for a while, and thus time is made up with plenty of heart to heart sessions.
“Really?” I asked her, always intrigue when something like this comes up. “What did you say?”
She looked away for a moment, searching for the right words to say. “I said that you're a really nice guy, and that when I went through difficult times, you were always there for me. But sometimes I wonder...” her voice trailed off, not really sure whether to go on. “...whether he knows that people take him for granted.”
“Yeah,” I answered the unasked question. Her face lightened slightly, apprehension giving way to relief. “I do.”