The Next Day

Grace walked in Will's office to find him growing more and more frustrated on the phone, while Jack was enjoying this new form of entertainment. She pulled a chair up next to Jack, becoming another spectator. "What's he doing?" she whispered.

"He's checking his messages every five seconds to see if she called," Jack replied, starting to laugh a little.

Will hung up the phone as Grace made her way over to him to try to give him comfort. "She came over yesterday," he said. "I kissed her, and then Stan called her on her cell phone. I left when she started talking to him." He took comfort in Grace's embrace. "The thing that kills me is the fact that she can go from being completely devoted to me, to being completely devoted to Stan in just a second."

"Well, look, you're off work in about three minutes anyway," Grace said, "let's go get you a drink."

"Let me just check my messages once more." Will picked up the phone, hoping that he will hear that one voice that he can not live without. There was a message.

"What if I was the kind of girl who would travel to all parts of the world—it wouldn't matter where; Paris, Rome, Australia—just to see you smile? I would fly in, come see you, wait until you smile, and then leave?"

A smile broke across Will's face.

"She called," Grace declared.

"Yeah," Will replied as he ran out the door to meet her.

In minutes, he was knocking on her door. He took her in his arms and kissed her as soon as he saw her. In the rare moments that she was able to speak, Karen whispered, "So I take it you got my message." He pulled away to smile at her. He seemed like he was about to say something, but she put her fingertip to his lips. "Shhh…" she said. She took him by the hand, led him to the bedroom and shut the door behind them.

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Will

When you look at me, it's all I can do to keep from confessing everything. I know your heart is supposed to belong to him. And as much as I want to respect that, I want to just say what I've wanted to since I first saw you.

I love you, Karen.

I don't know if you feel the same way.

But I hope you do.

And if the day comes where I finally tell you I love you, I hope you feel the same way.

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Karen

I thought I had found the one all those years back. He seemed like the one, and I made myself believe that he was.

Oh, how very wrong I was.

Never did I think I could be able to experience anything quite like this. This is everything I have been dreaming about. I love you. I love you so much.

But I can not tell you this.

If I tell you this, it becomes real. And when it becomes real, I have to deal with the fact that I am still supposed to be faithful to another man. And I do not want to face that.

But I hope you know how much I love you.