The Friendship Ledger
When you lost your job and had no money to go home for Christmas, I gave you five thousand dollars without a second thought.
"After you got married, I lent you money 220 times."
I tapped Dylan's chest with my hand. My voice was hoarse.
"Your sacrifices count, but mine do not?"
Dylan swallowed and pressed his lips together.
After a long while, he said lightly, "Why count so carefully between best friends?"
I had nothing to say.
He was the one who started counting. But when he realized I had given more than he had, and he could no longer use our old friendship to guilt me, he did not like it anymore.
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