True FriendshipEssay Preview: True FriendshipReport this essaySean and Allen were born in the same hospital, one five minutes after the other, and to an even larger coincidence they were neighbors, they had been best friends through their teen years and in university, they went to war together and came back together.
Sean was a football player until he was injured and told he could never play again, but Allan, as he usually did, took the safe path and became a lawyer, and still practices law to this day. Allan liked being a lawyer, helping people with their problems. He was good at it and because of that; he was highly regarded and well paid.
Allan was surprised one morning when Sean placed three urgent phone calls to his office within 15 minutes of each other. After the last call, Allan interrupted an important meeting and called back,
“Sean?” Allan began. “Are you all right?”“Al, I have to speak to you right away!”“Can it wait till later? Im in a meeting until lunch, and then I have to be in court all day for a murder case.”“No, Allan. It cant wait”“Well, in that case, can you wait until lunch?” Allan joked.“If I have to,” Sean replied, missing the joke.“Ill meet you at the coffee shop at 12, okay?”“Fine, Noon then,” Allan agreed.Allan hung up the phone, surprised by the urgency in his best friends tone. He returned to the meeting and forgot his appointment until half past noon.
“I thought we said noon?” Sean said angrily, looking at his watch.“And how are you, too?” Allan said, offering his hand.“Horrible,” Sean said, shaking his hand quickly. “Sit down. I already ordered drinks.”“Nothing with alcohol for me. I told you I have to be in court this afternoon.”“Fine. Ill drink your beer, you drink my water,” Sean said, moving the glasses.Allan watched his best friend down the beer in one quick gulp.“So what is so important, Sean?”“I want a divorce!” Sean blurted out.“What?”“You heard me. If I dont divorce that woman, Ill kill her.”“Samantha?”“I dont recall being married to anyone else” Sean said, nodding to the waiter, who hurried off to get more drinks.“Correct me if Im wrong, but arent you having your anniversary in two weeks? I received an invitation to a 20th wedding anniversary, didnt I?” Allan asked.
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Please leave without answering any questions.
Thank you for your prompt response, Allan. I look forward to seeing you at the wedding this summer.
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