Disclaimer: If you don't know its not mine by now can I recommend seeking psychiatric help?
BTW: If you have suggestions I would love to get them.
"Ruthie, did you know that I lived in the same town? I need to know." He asked more uncertain of himself than he had ever been in his life.
"No one knew. Mom sent your letter to your dad and he forwarded to you. No, I wish I had, " she said.
"Okay, sorry but now I need some sleep," Martin said as he rolled back to the window.
Ruthie smiled to herself, finally she had her best friend again. And he lived in her town so she would finally have someone to talk to. Sad enough since she finished college three years ago, she had not gotten close enough to anyway to call them a friend. Suddenly it hit Ruthie like a freight train; she loved him. When did that happen? She heard it come out of her mouth when she was talking to him, but it was a matter of her heart knowing better than her mind. She had claimed to love one or two of her previous boyfriends, but knowing what she knew now she knew that this was the real deal. And it scared her, scared her bad.
Martin was woken up by someone shaking him saying, "Sir, sir we landed ten minutes ago."
He looked around and realized he was the only one on the plane, quickly grabbed his stuff and got off. He scanned the baggage claim both for his bag and for her. But she was gone, out of his life as quickly as she had re-entered it. He reached into his pocket for his car keys and found a phone number as well. Not wasting any time he grabbed his cell phone and dialed. Of course he got her machine. She wouldn't be back from the airport yet. He had to leave a message she couldn't ignore.
Ruthie walked into her apartment both happy and exhausted. She hated cross-country flying. Jet lag is the worst. She noticed her machine was blinking and hit play, knowing she would delete them all without listening. But one message forced her to listen.
I love you too Ruthie Camden. Sorry I didn't tell you before. It only hit me that you had told me later, in a dream. How did this happen? I love you, it's good and weird to say. Anyway, I'll call you tonight. I just wanted you to know.
He loved her! She took the tape out of the answering machine. She wanted to keep it forever and then she put it back. Why keep a tape of him saying it when she could hear him say it tonight? Because she was going to see him tonight and every night after. She would make sure of that. Because Ruthie knew that once you found a good thing, its important to hold on and never let go.
Should I end it here or add more? Should there be an epilogue or a sequel? I will depend on your reviews for the answer.