Sandra went through the proper introductions, but when this lady spoke to me, there was no need for polite conversation.  There was spontaneous combustion between us, almost like twins that are brought together after being separated at birth.  The three of us made prompt plans to spend some time together.

During the next few months, we were a frequent three-some.  Gradually, the green-eyed monster of jealousy enveloped Sandra.  She had always been insecure and decided she had made a mistake in proposing this fraternity.  

Mind you, Sandra and I had never been close, but because of my sentiment regarding my new friend, I believed our relationship could possibly become less distant.  Could I ever have been more wrong?!!

After she issued an ultimatum to our friend, basically saying our pal had to choose one of us over the other, Sandra stepped back to watch the fireworks.  She savored the turmoil she had evoked.  Suddenly, with the sharpened edge of her tongue, Sandra had turned this wonderful lady into a victim.  

It was distressing for me to watch this extraordinary woman agonize over the final demand on her friendship.  I had always considered myself  a soft, caring person, but I was transformed into a rage-filled individual.  I told her that I would not allow this unfair treatment and that I would step aside to ease the coercion.   I felt as if I was being torn limb from limb, but I couldn’t permit her to suffer because of me.