Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood or any of the characters. This story is the only thing that's mine. Distributor: Please let me know, and don't until I give you the okay. Pairings: Ephram/Amy

Rating: PG-13, just to be on the safe side

This starts at the end of their senior year. Please Review!!!

Chapter 4-The Letter

"Amy, please talk to me. How can I help?"

"Dad, leave me alone!" Amy was blindfolded by tears as she ran up the steps to her bedroom. She slammed the door and lay on her bed, crying. The tears came for over an hour. When she dried her eyes, she noticed the envelope with her name on it. She reached for it and tore it open.

Dear Amy,

I don't know how to explain this to you, but I was recruited by the New York City Ballet. I really wanted to stay for you, and be near you, but I can't. If you need me, call anytime.

I wish I could heal your hurt, but I can't. I don't think I could bear being around you, knowing that I would be causing you pain. You probably don't think I would, but I know better. Amy, I love you. I really do. I wouldn't be able to not show that anymore, and I would hurt you. I would get into a relationship with you and then do something stupid.

Amy, you are an amazing ballet dancer. Never give ballet up. You should dance at the Denver Ballet, and save your money. I know how much it would have meant to you to be able to go to Juilliard next year, but you don't have the money, and I can't give it to you. When you have enough money, you'll have a place there. I know you will. Maybe I'll see you in New York someday, when you're going to school there.

I won't be coming to Everwood to visit Delia or my dad. I'll have them come see me or we just won't see each other for awhile, but it would be too much for you and me to see each other. You don't have to come visit me, you don't have to write or call. I understand if you never want to see my face again, that's okay.

Amy, Reach for the Stars. When you get there, I'll be waiting.

Love, Ephram
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