“How about Jordan?” Sarah asked. “Is she going to make it tonight?”
Beth winced as the name of her one-time best friend was brought up. “Don’t know, don’t care,” she said brusquely. But knowing Jordan, she’d be here, fashionably late, ready to make a grand entrance and show everyone else up. It sometimes surprised Beth that they had ever been friends at all. It was a long time ago, and she doubted they ever would be again. “Next subject, please.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to dredge that up.” Sarah looked relieved when Rich brought her nachos to the table and set the big plate in front of her, and Beth felt a little guilty for snapping at her.
“Forget it. I have petty moments sometimes.” Beth took another bite of her pizza.
“We all do.” Sarah took the first big, heaping chip from her plate and sampled, letting out a little sigh. “Oh yeah. These are still delicious. It was worth coming back here just for these.”
Beth laughed, happy to be off the subject of Jordan for the moment. ”If nothing else, at least we know the food’s the same here. It’s nice to know that hasn’t changed.”
“Even if everything else has,” Sarah agreed, sounding somewhat wistful. “Can you believe it’s been ten years since graduation?”
“No. In some ways, it seems like just yesterday that we finished first year exams...”
“And the four of us gathered here to celebrate,” Sarah continued, finishing the thought.
“We all had a little too much wine that night. I’m a little surprised any of even remember the promise we made.”
“It was a great night.”
“It was,” Beth agreed. “It’s a shame none of it could last.”