so i called her best friend, left a voice mail.

her best friend called me back, invited me out to a haunted house with her, her boyfriend, and this guy that made up the trinity of emily's closest friends.

i called up emily, afterwards, to talk to her before i went to bed.

us going out made her happy. she said it was all the people who meant the most to her in one car together.

in the car, though, i got this feeling that emily should be there. she belonged more there than i did.

she's known these people longer, she's closer to them, but there i was. in the car.

and all of the people in the car are people i would be friends with outside of work, outside of knowing them through emily.

i get along well with them. we make each other laugh.

compared to kim's friends, kim's family, kim's life, i fit so well with emily.

i've got more of a bond with emily's friends, her sister and i get along great, her mom has had conversations with me.

she says her dad would really like me if we ever just sat and talked.

everything just feels right.

except for that whole twenty seven states apart thing.