How to Be a Best Friend

Friends make friends make snow angels

Image of Diane by Vivian McInerny

We met up in the hotel lobby.

“Oh no! I left my mask in the car,” she said with a frenetic but fun urgency I always associated with her.

We hugged anyway. It wasn’t much of a risk, both of us triple-vaccinated. She couldn’t see the grin beneath my mask. But she beamed like a spotlight.