She was a close friend, one of my best. We got together every Saturday for a cup of coffee and we’d talk for hours. She was a bright girl, petite but very spirited. Sometimes she could be peevish, but we laughed and said she was very choosy, both regarding her friends and her lovers. An unwanted choice She always seemed in great spirits but I knew better. She had tragedy in her life. Her overbearing father – and I …
