“What mess?”
“The imaginary one I’ve been worrying about all morning.”
That made me laugh.
Carl stepped aside and let me in.
Our first visit lasted less than an hour. I heated soup, washed two dishes, and changed the sheets on his bed.
He thanked me at least six times.
Before I left, I noticed a chessboard on the coffee table.
“Do you play?” I asked.
“Badly.”
“Perfect. So do I.”
The following Thursday, we played our first game.
He beat me in twelve minutes.
“You lied,” I said.
“I exaggerated my weaknesses.”
“That’s still lying.”
“It sounds more respectable.”
That was the beginning of our friendship.