Reflecting on Friendship

Ethan Winthrop sat at his desk in his apartment working on a few cases he had coming up in court over the next few weeks. Looking at the clock, he realized that he had worked nonstop for four hours, and decided to take a break to grab a drink from the fridge.

Being single, Ethan decided to save some money and share an apartment with his best friend, Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald. They had met as children, and formed a friendship that has brought them to the present, at least a good twelve years, and still going.

Some people thought he was crazy for being best friends with a girl, but he found no fault in it. "Afterall," he thought, "who ever said guys and girls couldn't be friends?" Ethan still remembered the day that he met Theresa as a child…

Flashback

The playground was packed with people. Ethan walked around, avoiding the crowds. He came across a little girl who was sitting by herself on the swing, and walked over to her.

"Hi."

She looked up, and immediately, he saw her big brown eyes fill with tears. "What's the matter?"

"I can't push myself on the swing." Theresa said in a small voice.

Smiling, Ethan went behind her, "well, would you like me to push you?"

Nodding, Theresa grabbed onto the poles, and held on tight as Ethan slowly pushed her back and forth.

After swinging, Ethan looked at Theresa. "Do you want to go and get some ice cream from the truck over there? I have some coins you can use."

"Really?"

"Yeah, come on." After they got their ice creams, Ethan and Theresa sat on the grass.

"I'm Ethan."

"Theresa."

"Pretty name."

"Thank you."

End flashback

"Who knew that by buying ice cream, I'd be getting a great best friend?" Ethan said as he smiled.

Going next to the window, Ethan spots a picture of the two of them from a high school trip they took. "We had so much fun on this trip. Theresa looks so happy here. I never realized how beautiful she really is." Hearing the door open, Ethan quickly puts the picture down, and turns to see his best friend walk in.

"Hey, sport, what are you doing?" Theresa asked as she shut the door to their apartment.

"Just thinking, squirt." He said, calling her by her childhood nickname he gave her.

"Who are you calling a squirt?"

"You, dork."

"Well, if that's how you feel, then I guess I won't be making your favorite dinner tonight."

Opening his mouth, Ethan moves toward Theresa, "lasagna?"

"Well, it WAS going to be lasagna, but I don't know if you deserve it now."

Making a pouting face, Ethan looks at Theresa. "Pretty please? You make it so well! I would starve without you!"

"You're spoiled, you know that? And that puppy face isn't going to work with me, Winthrop."

Getting on his knees, Ethan wraps his arms around Theresa's legs. "See, Resa, I'm on my knees begging. Please, forgive me, for I am a stupid man."

Laughing, Theresa moves herself out of Ethan's grip. "Oh, come on, you big baby, get up. Of course I'll make you lasagna."

Getting up, Ethan quickly kisses Theresa's cheek. "What would I do without you, Resa?"

"I'm sure you'd manage."

Not by a long shot. I'd be lost without you. Whoa. Where did that thought come from? Stunned, Ethan steps back a little from Theresa.

Looking up, Theresa gives Ethan a puzzled look. "Hey, sport, are you okay?"

"Yeah, just fine. I'll be back." He says as he runs to his room.

"Hmm. Wonder what that was all about?" Theresa thinks as she begins making dinner

In Ethan's room

"What the heck just happened there? Am I feeling something more for Theresa? No, that's impossible…isn't it?"

Coming Up

Ethan thinks about his feelings for Theresa

Please R/R