"When did you decide to go?"
"Few days ago. Wanted to see if anything happened to change my mind, but it's all the same."
Allison looked up from her coffee. She'd known Claire was unhappy, but not this much.
"John not said anything?"
"Nothing. But he doesn't know."
Allison lapsed into silence. Inside, her emotions threatened to eat her up. Despite wanting to look good for Andy, it was Claire who had reached out to her, helped her lose her old basketcase persona. Faced with the reality of separation, she was forced to admit that what she thought was friendship was so much more.
Could she tell her? Would it make Claire stay, or scare her off?
If she did nothing, Claire would go anyway...
"Claire?"
"Yeah?"
"Before you make your mind up, there's something I have to say..."
Alison reached across the table, and touched the other girl's hand...