Please don’t.

Something of very little importance happened a few days ago that anyhow showed how odd a thing friendship can be. We had invited our close friends to dinner at the house by the sea. I was supposed to drive later to the pizza house to fetch the food, and when I announced I was leaving someone said that someone should go along with me. I immediately refused, masquerading my reaction as politeness —no need for anyone to bother, you just sit back, wait and relax. The truth is I dreaded the fact of being alone in the car with any of them —and I insist, we’ve been friends for more than forty years now.

Not that I think that’s bad —nor good. Just implausible, shocking, uncanny. I wonder if there’s someone aside from my wife that I’d be perfectly at ease with them by my side in a car for a small ride to anywhere anytime.

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