Sometimes Ruby would sit and think. As a child she thought having strings of beaux would make her happiest. Later. she would amend that thought. Saying that marrying would make her happiest after she had gone through nearly all of her "interests".
Now in the middle of the night, she thought how foolish she had been until now. What would make her happiest was to find true love and marry. Only... It was to late for that. She would be dead very soon. She could feel it, and she would have to go alone. Leaving everything and everyone she had ever loved behind. It didn't scare her, the thought of leaving, so much anymore because Anne had assured her heaven would have far better delights than the ones she knew.
But it didn't make the regrets, the sadness, the unfulfilled feelings she had go away. But, she supposed that everyone died with some sort of regret and sadness looming. It was only natural.
"Maybe, in heaven the feeling will go away?" Ruby asked aloud.
And a voice, perhaps only in her head, said "If you want it to."
The voice sounded very like Anne's and with that last bit of reassurance...
She let go.