his face.
“I thought it was responsible. I
was wrong.”
“I wrote that final letter.”
I took his hand.
“Margaret knew?”
“Eventually.”
“What did she say?”
“She said we were two of the stupidest people she’d ever heard of.”
Publicidad
I laughed. Jeffrey laughed too. Peter smiled.
“She sounds smart,” I said.
“She was.”
He told me Margaret had died several years earlier.
“Margaret knew?”
Afterward, he’d considered calling me many times. He never did.
“I didn’t know if I had the right,” he said.
“You could’ve tried.”
“I know.”
I shook my head.
“So we lost over four decades because everybody kept deciding what was best for somebody else.”
Publicidad
“Pretty much.”
Lee también
“That’s incredibly stupid.”
“Also true.”
We sat in silence for a moment.
He never did.
Then I remembered. I looked at him.
“Jeffrey.”
“What?”
“I’m 60.”
His eyes widened. Then he smiled.
“So you are.”
