When I was around twelve years old my dad’s company offered him a transfer from Rolla, Missouri to Kuwait. Within a month of getting the news, we were packing all of our stuff up and I was saying awkward goodbyes to all my friends, much like this one.

The one I remember the most was having to say goodbye to my best friend, Rusty. I don’t remember much about it, but I remember bringing a box of comics to his house and asking him to keep them for me. I was twelve and stupid and didn’t know how to articulate what I was feeling, and having him to be the keeper of some of my most prized possessions seemed like the only gesture of our friendship that I could think of.

This was before e-mail was super prevalent or what not, and we wrote a couple of letters to each other, and he eventually mailed my comics to me overseas but we lost touch within a year or so.

Anyhow, I guess I said all of that to say this – I think MK did a really good job writing this scene. I think the interaction between Danny & Neil is so honest and so real that it opened up a pretty intense memories of a similar moment I had in my life – moreso than most of the others in the book.