I think that we'll be ready for (Friendship). Especially coming off a loss like this.

I thought we played well. They just wore us down.

It's been a long time coming. I hope we can keep improving and get them again.

Those girls are good. Our girls played well, but they were tired.

Oh, September! It is so soon for you to lose your friends to good work and strange loves and high ambitions. The sadness of that is too grown-up for you. Like whiskey and voting, it is a dangerous and heady business, as heavy as years. If I could keep your little tribe together forever, I would. I do so want to be generous. But some stories sprout bright vines that tendril off beyond our sight, carrying the folk we love best with them, and if I knew how to accept that with grace, I would share the secret.

...losing a friend is like losing a language, and I miss the one we spoke together.