Redhawk Caldera Blues

"Oh, come on, Towhee - I am old enough to be his mom. Hell, I am even older than his actual mom," Wraen laughed, realizing that her earlier choice of words may have implied something different than, what she had actually wanted to say. And for a moment there, looking at her friend, she wondered, would it be fair to unload yet another emotional story on her. Too late for keeping her trap shut now, wasn't it? 

"We fell out as friends. Back when Maia was sick, I ran into him on my way here and without meaning to do so I stepped on his toes so that he got very pissed at me," she told. "Few weeks down the road he comes for a visit at the new place and I wanted to apologize, but turned out I was butt-hurt by his then attitude too and rather than saying a simple "I am sorry" and moving on, I said a lot of stuff that in no way improved our situation and made him even more resentful," she sighed.

"And I tried to make him see my point of view, but at some point it felt as though he was so dead-set in seeing evil in me that I saw no point in even trying to attempt to patch things up," she told. "I thought that over the years one gets used to people walking out of their lives, but it is not."