I never asked why she left so suddenly, but I knew it couldn’t have been because of me and Kannon.
We started dating in college, after he had already broken up with her, and even though she was mad about it, that happened years before she moved.
“Nice to see you, Draya.” I finally spoke. “Glad you could make it.”
Kannon and I took seats at the far end of the long oak wood table my dad had polished twice a day. I thought it was the safest place to sit, just in case Draya got the bright idea of turning brunch into a boxing match.