Friendship for sale; title, tax and tags incl.


“I guess he’s not my friend anymore.”

“What makes you say that? Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. And I’m sad.”

“Well, he might think he has a lot to lose if he’s your friend.”

“Such as?”

“She pays his way all the time because he hasn’t any money.” 

“Is that all?”

“She makes threats, uses blackmail.”

“Oh. I’ve never liked her.”

“He said she’ll die soon. She’s ill. He says he only has to be loyal til then.”

“Is that all? I’m sorry she would have to die first though.”

“Yes. Perhaps he’ll be your friend again after that.”

“Do you think so? I miss being his friend.”


“Then that would be nice. Though I have nothing to offer him like trips or things….”


“Do you think he’ll be my friend without those things?”

“It’s possible. But…”

“But, what?”

“Would you want him to be your friend again? I mean, after she’s dead, would you take him back as a friend after the way he’s treated you?”

“Oh. I hadn’t thought of it like that.”

“If he were your friend in the beginning, would he be treating you like you aren’t a friend now just because she said so?”

“Perhaps he’s not her friend either?”

“I don’t think he’s being a friend to either of you.”



“Okay, I guess not then.”

“You *guess not then* what?”

“I guess I won’t be his friend after she’s dead either.”

“So you’ve made your decision?”

“It was never my decision. Just like he was never my friend.”

“But you thought he was your friend?”

“I did. I thought that. I think that about a lot of people and I am not always right. This is just one more time when I was wrong. I was wrong about him.”

“You can’t blame him for not wanting to make waves with her just to be your friend.”

“Oh, I don’t blame him, not at all. I think if that is how he finds value in the people he includes in his life, then he should continue to be who he is.”

“So how do you feel about the lost friendship now?”

“I feel relieved.”


“Because my friendship is worth more than anything he could get her to buy for him. I can’t imagine going through life at the whimsy of someone else and so I won’t.”

“What will you do now?”

“Nothing. I don’t think any action is required of me, is there?”

“I’m glad you’re taking this so well.”

“I’m not taking it well. But I am grateful.”

“For what?”

“For never letting her pay my way.”

smiling at each other

“Yes, me too.”

About Madeline Scribes

A writer with a sense of humor. If anyone can laugh at life, it's me.
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