WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?

Rebecca’s story I was so hurt. If the wound was physical, I could have healed it, but it was deep in my soul and it hurt like hell. And the worst of it was that there was no healing.  I urgently needed someone to be near me. And I didn’t mean someone from the agency. I meant a loyal friend that I missed. I wondered if she was in town?  I was so happy when she answered on the first call and recognized my voice immediately. It had been so many years. “Samantha…” That was all I could come up with. The excitement was so strong that it drowned me. “Becca? Is that you, love?” I had missed that sound so much. I was instantly choking back tears, so Sam kept talking. “Darling, I know it’s you. Please talk to me or you’ll worry me,” she continued to speak to me in the same worried tone. Finally, I could say something.  “Sam... yes, it’s me... and I need you. Please tell me you’re in New York.”  Samantha was a travel fanatic, so it would be a genuine miracle if she were here. She spent a lot of t