“I still don’t understand, Carrie – why do you want to travel … there?”
Nadine looks at me like she has just discovered that I am really an impostor – not the study mate she has known since high school.
“It’s not the Dark Side of the Moon or something, Di.”
I keep walking, clutching my bag tightly. I want to walk just a little faster than her, and then I can’t – because some damn bus stops right before we reach the crossing and a million people pour out in front of us.
” – You asked what I thought about it,” she retaliates.
Bus away. Nadine walks more briskly, getting a little bit ahead of me.
She is irritated. Big surprise. Since I started this conversation it has become more and more an argument – me against her.
“I just thought you should know,” I try. “After all, you have to find a new study mate in good time before the exam. And … ”
“Right. Thanks,” she replies warily. “Look, I can understand that this must be incredibly, terrible and … ” she casts me a glance I can’t quite interpret – ” … but is it really the right thing to burn all bridges and hitch-hike 3000 miles because of her?”
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