She came to my house to bring me a Jamba Juice.
Not just me, but she brought one for each member of my family.
She came and talked to me.
About anything.
But she didn't mention the sad stuff until I brought it up.
She was just there as a friend.
We talked about Boys.
School.
Family.
Missionaries.
Everything.
We laughed.
She makes me super happy.
I miss her when she is in Provo and I am in Logan.
I love best friends.
Thank you Bethie.
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