Yesterday, Heather called to talk… we’ve been friends for a long time and never share a quiet moment. We always have so much to say to one another.
She commented that our 40th high school reunion would be held on October 22nd. “Too bad I have so much going on,” I told her. “It won’t be the same without you,” she replied. “Well you tell everyone that I’m a ravishingly beautiful and extremely successful writer, living a wild and crazy life in sultry Yucatan!” “I’ll tell them you haven’t lost your wonderful imagination,” she said, and we both laughed.
Come to think of it, I have never been to a reunion. I wonder what all those people have done with their lives? 40 years… When I mentioned this to Jorge, he asked, “What is so pressing it can’t hold off a week; why don’t you go?” “Oh I couldn’t…” “Yes, you could…”
The upshot? Yes I can! I struggled with the online booking for more than an hour… called Heather back, called a few other friends as well. And Yippee, I have an unexpected treat in store!
PS: There may still be a few colored maple leaves hanging about!