You know how it is. You know it ended badly, but over the months you've forgotten exactly what happened and now you're pretty sure you just drifted apart. You're both probably more mature now. You've probably both been thinking it was all a misunderstanding. Why wouldn't they be delighted to see us again? A thought we'll probably have every summer, no matter how many times we find ourselves standing outside, alone, late at night, with most of a pint dripping through our hair.