I have been friends with Adrienne for nearly five years. In winter, we raise glasses to toast our warm grey track pants. Summers are spent lounging in her yard, clutching liquor bottles and burger buns, and ending the night only once I need to support myself with the fence in order to reach the porch.
Today is Adrienne’s birthday! Last year, this day was also her birthday. Both years, I was declared “In Charge of Cupcakes”. The difference? This year, I know Adrienne’s telephone number!
All those years of being friends with Adrienne, I never realised, until I lost the little scrap of paper with Gabby’s address on it–the location where ladies were patiently awaiting me, and impatiently awaiting the tray of chocolate cakes–we had never spoken on the phone, linked instead by an email umbilical.
So, the cupcakes and me, we stayed home together and posed for photos…delicious!