6 Friday 6 December
It’s been a while since Cath and I have been out together for a drink. We used to do it regularly when we were younger, and again when Matt left and I needed the friendship — not to mention the alcohol. But things have died down on that front in recent months. I’ve not even seen her in almost two weeks, since the night we tried to fix her seating plan. I get it. I’ve been busy with work, she’s been busy with the wedding preparations.
I’ve been seeing more and more of Tom, too. In fact, we’ve ended up spending most evenings together recently. It’s faster than I’d usually move things, but it just feels right. It seems natural. That’s why I invited her out tonight. Well, one of the reasons, anyway.
First, the topic of conversation turns to the wedding, as it always does
