Chapter 12 (Michael's Pov)

• The fact is that I am not a patient person. Not even in the slightest. So, you can guess I was sitting in Vicky’s restaurant already and it was not even close to the time when we were supposed to meet.
• But at least I had some time to think about everything I would have to explain to Sidney. One way or another I had to make things right between us because life without Sidney was just not an option. At least not for me. For years I had this weird attraction to her, but somewhere deep in my mind I knew she was the most important person in my life, and I was mature enough to know relationships ruin everything, so I never acted on my attraction and our friendship stood on solid ground until that day when we parted ways to go to college. But even then, sure we lost contact, but as soon as I saw her the other night by the lake I knew she was still… well, she was still my Sidney, the same girl that made me smile even when I wanted to cry like a little baby, the one that had a heart of gold and saw good even in those who did not deserved it. The same Sidney who made sure everyone around her was happy even if that meant she had to push down her sadness.
• The whole story about Mrs. Vicky and Mr. Devin was still a mystery to me but I knew enough to say Sidney was more like her mother than she was willing to admit. They both cared for others with passion and too many times at the expense of their own happiness. But they never did it so others would feel sorry for them, no, they just had this weird sense of obligation to those people they loved so they had to make sure everyone was happy. So, Sidney always made sure I would not find out about her problems or worries, but she was unfortunate in her attempt. See, that is a huge problem when you have a best friend that knows you better than you know yourself, and that is what happened to us. Whenever there was something bothering her, she had this little wrinkle between her brows that people would mostly not even realize was present, but I did. And so, I always forced her to tell me what was going on.