I\u2019d spent decades convincing myself that some people belong in your past, no matter how much you once wanted them in your future. Then a voice I hadn\u2019t heard in 41 years said my name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The hospital room was at the end of the hall. I stood outside it with my hand on the door, trying to understand how I\u2019d gotten there. Forty-one years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That\u2019s how long it had been since I\u2019d seen Jeffrey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stood outside it with my hand on the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Forty-one years since his last letter and since he\u2019d asked me not to contact him again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And now his son, Peter, stood beside me, saying, \u201cHe\u2019s been asking if you\u2019re here yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Peter had Jeffrey\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIs he awake?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe\u2019s been trying to stay awake for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That almost made me turn around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Peter had Jeffrey\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was 60<\/p>\n\n\n\n
years old. I\u2019d spent most of my life learning how to live without Jeffrey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then, 40 minutes earlier, my childhood landline had rung. Now I was about to see him again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I pushed open the door. Jeffrey lay in the hospital bed. He was thinner than the boy I remembered. His hair had gone white. His face had changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But he was still Jeffrey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was thinner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His eyes found mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cRuthie.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My throat closed. Then I noticed the chair beside his bed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Something was waiting on it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And the second I saw it, I gasped and stopped breathing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Something was waiting on it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jeffrey and I became best friends when we were 17. Not boyfriend and girlfriend. Just Jeffrey and Ruth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He dated other girls. I went out with other boys. I even went to prom with someone else, though my best friend ended up driving me there<\/p>\n\n\n\n
about a movie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Losing my best friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We met at our old high school football field afterward. The gates were open, so we climbed under the bleachers and sat on the grass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jeffrey leaned back against a metal support.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe\u2019re bad at this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDating?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cChoosing people.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe\u2019re bad at this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was quiet for a moment. Then he said, \u201cWhat if we never get it right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll survive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat if we\u2019re both single forever?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I looked at him. Then Jeffrey held out his pinky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf we\u2019re both single at 60, we\u2019ll stop being idiots and find each other.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stared at his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He wasn\u2019t laughing anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJeffrey.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m serious.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat if we never get it right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy 60?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause if we haven\u2019t figured things out by then, we obviously need help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hooked my pinky around his.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDeal.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDeal.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For one second,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
neither of us moved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I remember thinking I should say something. I didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Two months later, Jeffrey left for college three states away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe obviously need help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At first, we wrote constantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Long letters and birthday cards.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jeffrey told me about his roommate who never cleaned anything. I told him about working at the library while taking classes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He complained about the cafeteria food. I complained about customers returning books with coffee stains.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We wrote constantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For the first year, I knew more about Jeffrey\u2019s life than people living down his street.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then the letters became less frequent. Every week became every other week. Every other week became once a month.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I thought college was changing him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The truth was, my life was changing, too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I knew more about Jeffrey\u2019s life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I started training to become a teacher. I made new friends. I went on dates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But every<\/p>\n\n\n\n
time something important happened, Jeffrey was still the first person I wanted to tell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then, during his second year, he wrote about a girl named Margaret. She was studying nursing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He said she was funny, challenged him, and he thought I\u2019d like her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That\u2019s when I finally understood something I should\u2019ve known years earlier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I went on dates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was in love with Jeffrey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I sat on my bedroom floor with his letter in my lap and cried because I\u2019d waited too long to understand my own feelings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That night, I started writing to him. I got several pages in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I told him I loved him and thought I always had.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then I tore it up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I started writing to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If he were happy, I didn\u2019t want to ruin it. So I kept being his friend for a while.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the summer of 1986, a final letter arrived.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
knew something was wrong before I opened it. Jeffrey\u2019s letters usually started with a joke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This one didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I didn\u2019t want to ruin it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cRuth,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Margaret and I are getting married. The ceremony is in August.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n I sat at our kitchen table staring at the sentence. I kept reading.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kitchen & Dining<\/p>\n\n\n\n My best friend told me the wedding would be small and Margaret\u2019s family was helping them get settled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then I reached the bottom. There was one more thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jeffrey asked me not to contact him again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I kept reading.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He said Margaret knew how close we\u2019d been and that he wanted to give his marriage a fair start. Jeffrey said our friendship mattered too much to him to let it become something that hurt someone else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then he wrote:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI hope you have a wonderful life, Ruthie.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m sorry.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Jeffrey.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n I cried for weeks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But I<\/p>\n\n\n\n and cut<\/p>\n\n\n\n myself a piece of birthday cake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At 9:17 p.m., the old landline rang.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Almost nobody called on it anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I nearly ignored it, but decided to answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I kept the house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n A man said, \u201cIs this Ruth?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMy name is Peter. I\u2019m Jeffrey\u2019s son.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n I sat down. For a second, I couldn\u2019t speak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJeffrey\u2019s son?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Peter paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMy father wants to speak with you. He\u2026 doesn\u2019t have much time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n My hand tightened around the receiver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m Jeffrey\u2019s son.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Before I could answer, I heard movement. Then a weak voice came through the phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRuthie.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Tears sprang to my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then came a small, weak laugh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJeffrey? You remembered.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOf course, I remembered every birthday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n I covered my mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I heard movement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Forty-one years disappeared in one sentence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then his voice broke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRuthie, I need you to know something before<\/p>\n\n\n\n I die.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was in love with you when we made that promise.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n I couldn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJeffrey\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd I\u2019d already bought the ring.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n My eyes opened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat ring?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe one I was going to give you before I left for college.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The room seemed to tilt. I stood up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen why did you marry someone else?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He started crying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I\u2019ve spent 40 years wishing I could explain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat ring?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n My best friend\u2019s voice dropped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI need you to come here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJeffrey\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPlease come to the hospital.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n His breathing was uneven.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThere\u2019s one thing you need to see. Once you do, you\u2019ll understand why I walked away.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJeffrey\u2026 I\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPlease, Ruth. Hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n I grabbed my coat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhere are you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPlease come to the hospital.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n ***<\/p>\n\n\n\n Forty minutes later, I walked into his hospital room. Jeffrey looked at me<\/p>\n\n\n\n and smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Hey, Ruthie.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n I cried before I could stop myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHey, idiot.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then I saw the chair beside his bed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n There was a wooden box I knew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It had belonged to my father, Thomas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I cried before I could stop myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n He used to keep important papers in it. But after he died, I searched the house for it and never found it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I looked at Jeffrey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhy do you have my father\u2019s box?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOpen it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n My hands shook as I lifted the lid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Inside were letters. My father\u2019s letters. Years of them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOpen it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Beneath the letters was a small ring box. I opened it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Inside was a simple diamond ring. I looked at Jeffrey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou bought this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n He nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you give it to me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He nodded toward another envelope. That one had his name on it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The handwriting belonged to my father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou<\/p>\n\n\n\n bought this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n I unfolded the letter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJeffrey,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Ruth will be accepted into a teaching program here. She has a real future ahead of her. If you ask her to follow you, she will. Please don\u2019t make her choose between you and the life she can build here. If you care about her, give her room to become her own person.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Publicidad<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thomas.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShe has a real future.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Tears ran down my face. I looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMy father sent this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBefore I left for college. He knew about the ring. 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