Confidant? Friend? Something Else?

"There was one moment when I almost gave myself away."

- p.80 of Caleb's Crossing by Geraldine Brooks

There was one moment when I almost gave myself away. It was the summer of 2019. The day was perfect. Warm, but not too hot; sunny, but not blinding. I sail during the summer, so conditionally I was at sailing. I cannot remember if it was when I was on a boat or on land.

We had met before, many times. We knew each other you could say. Our summers where spent together, in some accord. Very different people were we, but yet similar. Maybe opposites attract. Friends? I wish. My memories are fading. Or has my brain has found the delete button?

Anyways, we were speaking. He asked if anything was wrong, and wondered how I was doing. I replied, speaking about enjoying sailing and this lovely place with its wonderful people. Then I mentioned that I was not doing as well as I wished. This concerned him.

He seemed so serious and sincerely worried for me, that I almost let it slip.