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He reaches over in the darkness hoping to find a warm body next to him. He smiles as he wraps his arm around her and pulls her close. Burying his face in her hair he asks, “you awake?” “Yeah…just got here…did I wake you?” “Not sure, but I hope so. I enjoy waking to find you here.” She rolls over to face him and he see the tears in her eyes. “Do you want to talk about it?” “No, I just want you to hold me. Is that okay?” “As you wish,” he says with a smile. Taking her in his arms, he rolls to his back as she lay on his chest. His fingertips graze her back gently. Holding him tightly she speaks his name….”Jake?” “Yes Maddi….” “Tell me a story?” “I’d love to.” “Once upon a time…there was a little boy and a little girl. The little girl moved when she was eight and found herself in a small town Erenköy escort bayan in the middle of nowhere. In time she made friends, but one in particular seemed to stick. Mary Ann’s mother had developed a friendship with the mother of a boy in her class. As a result, they would see each other often and without effort their friendship grew. This boy named Joshua and his new friend Mary Ann became very close. They would talk on the phone for hours, spend recess together and they both enjoyed their friendship. The ability to be open and honest seemed so natural. Then came the fateful day….high school, something they couldn’t explain and didn’t really give a second thought about happened, they grew apart. She made her new friends and he made his, their Escort içerenköy paths drifted apart and they both considered it part of growing up. Over the years, whenever they happened to run into each other, they spoke and reminisced and felt good for a while. As their lives moved on and became complicated they saw less and less of each other. However, their mothers remained close and shared many stories about the lives of their children. It soon became clear that they were both in relationships that were eating them alive and as mothers sometimes do, they shared pieces of things with their respective children. An odd thing happened to the little boy. He became sad that his childhood friend was unhappy and memories of their past flooded his mind Tuzla escort and he waited to run to her, take her in his arms and make it all better,but yet…he didn’t.” At this point Jake stopped in his narration to ask “You still awake…?” “I am, this is a fascinating story…reminds me of someone…please keep going.” “One night, both the girl and the boy happened to be in the same place at the same time, a very public place…with games and rides and people everywhere. If anyone would have heard their conversation, they would have been amazed. They spoke candidly of their current situations and commiserated with one another on how things had gone so wrong. Loveless marriages and empty dreams. It was as if time had stood still. Their level of comfort with one another had been as if they were only apart for a few days rather than the years that had flown past.They decided then and there to help one another in any way they could, emails, phone calls and the occasional coffee or other type of drink. For a year, they had made an attempt at staying connected, sharing pieces of their lives in spurts.

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