Lying in a Ditch Somewhere

Jess:  Have you spoken to Eric lately?

Me:    No.

Jess:  What if something happened to them?

Me:    Like what?

Jess:  I don’t know. Like something bad?

Me:    I don’t think so.

Jess:  Well, did they go on their trip?

Me:    Sure.

Jess:  Well how do you know?

Me:    I suppose I don’t.

Jess:  Are you sure nothing happened to him?

Me:    Yeah, I’m sure.

Jess:  But you haven’t heard from him?

Me:    No.

Jess:  I thought you were good friends.

Me:    Very good.

Jess:  But if you don’t talk for so long?

Me:    We don’t need to.

Jess:  What does that mean?

Me:    It means that we talk when we want to.

Jess:  It doesn’t bother you that it has been a while?

Me:    There’s no quota.

Jess:  OK, but still how do you know nothing happened to him?

Me:    I don’t think so.

Jess:  But couldn’t he be lying in a ditch somewhere?

Me:    Could be.

Jess:  But you don’t think so?

Me:    No.

Jess:  How can you know?

Me:    I suppose I can’t.

Jess:  Then how are you so easy about it?

Me:    Bad news travels fast.

Jess:  So when will you hear from him?

Me:    When he wants to write.

Jess:  Couldn’t you call him?

Me:    Sure. If I feel like it.

Jess:  So that’s how it goes then?

Me:    For years.

Jess:  Ugh! Boys!