Reflections on Identity
A Brief Moment in the Life of a Teenage Friendship
Unvoiced envy and longings
Decades ago, when following directions meant reading a map and making a wrong turn could result in extra hours of driving, I drove six hours to visit a friend who lived two hours away. I had completely cleared the state she lived in before realizing my error; when I finally pulled into her driveway as the sun was setting on the day we were supposed to spend together, I glanced again at the directions I had carefully written on a sheet of paper as she had dictated them to me the day before and saw that she had said to take the road east instead of west. It had not been my mistake at all, except that I had trusted her enough not to double check her directions.
She laughed as I relayed her mistake, but I didn’t join in. I had wasted half a tank of gas and hours of my time and I was annoyed. She was eating candies from her cupped hand; they were small hard candies with miraculously soft caramels inside. I asked for one. I loved those candies and also, I was hungry.
She shook her head no. Now it was my turn to laugh; I assumed she was joking. I waited expectantly for her to put one in my hand.
“No, really, these are all I have,” she said.
