Liadán Hynes: Will Covid cost me my friendships?

I was about 100 hundred yards away from her when I started crying. Something about the sight of her felt like such absolute relief. We were in the last weeks of lockdown 1, and some infinitesimal change in the restrictions had meant that we could now meet. Or at least stand within two metres of each other. I reached her, and she stretched out her hand, our current equivalent of a hug. Her partner and...