Mary Dell writes: When the noun in a sentence is “clique,” we expect the verb to be misbehaving. But why does the word have such a bad reputation? The truth is that we are fortunate, not damned, to be included in a girl group.
As I watched a clique gather recently, the evidence in favor of membership was overwhelming.They arrived in pairs, giggling, thrilled to be at a surprise birthday party. I ceded room to the friends enjoying the moment when the secret kept became the secret revealed. A party for my high school daughter? Not this time.The day belonged to Mom on her eighty-fifth birthday. The invited guests were her oldest, dearest friends, members of a group they call “Stitch and Twitch.”