“I don’t know you well enough to have an opinion,” he deflected. “Okay. Wait. That’s not right. You don’t know me well enough to value my opinion.”
“I just thought I should ask you first,” he volunteered as they stood beside the wall.
“We aren’t together anymore.” He pushed the pronouncement past his pride. “It’s not my business who she sees.”
“Well I just want to make sure it doesn’t affect our friendship.”
“How can I not be friends with someone who considers a consequence?” The ache suffocated the air in his lungs. “She‘s a good woman bro; go get her.”
“You didn’t return my call,” he reproached as he put out his hand.
“That’s right.” He begrudged as he palmed his politeness.