Tunnels.

She stopped short of picking up her phone. Should she call?

She remembered his visit. Fireworks, beers on the beach, and torrential rain. It was glorious.

She remembered her bad review. Tears, reflection, and rationalisation. It was comforting.

She remembered many conversations about other friends and lovers. Racy, shady stories that should not be shared. It was indulgent.

She reflected on the passage of time. Forgotten birthdays. Much too long gaps between phone calls. Feeling like a stranger with every visit.

Friendships ebb and flow. Their friendship was in retreat. She decided not to call.