The next morning, Dill came in to check on me. I didn't want to be bothered, but I didn't feel like arguing, so I just let him come in, even though I just wanted to be alone.
"I heard about Julie…" Dill said. "Can't say I know how it feels, but I am sorry that it happened."
"It kind of makes you wonder, don't it?" I asked.
"Yeah," Dill answered. "But what's the use of wondering?"
"Pardon?"
"What's the use of wondering if she's good or if she's bad? She's your girl and you love her, that's all there is to that."
"You make it sound so simple, but its common sense that we weren't meant to be." I responded.
"Jem, common sense may tell you that the ending will be sad, and now's the time to break and run away. But what's the use of wondering if the ending will be sad? You're her feller and you love her, there's nothing more to say."
"She doesn't think we can last, Dill," I said. "Because her past makes her believe that she can't love someone, or at least that was what she thought before I started dating her."
"Something made her that way that she is, whether she's false or true, and something gave her things that are hers, one of those things is you, so when she want's your kisses, you'll give them to the girl, and anywhere you lead her, she will walk. And anytime she needs you, you'll go running there like mad. She's your girl and you're her feller, and all the rest is talk." Dill patted me on the shoulder, and smiled.
"You're right," I said. "She needs my help, I can't let her leave town!"
"If you leave now, you can make it!" Dill stated.
"Thanks Dill." I said.
"No problem," Dill responded. "Now go get your girl!"
I ran out the house, and to the train station; it was a 15 minute run, and when I got there I saw that Julie was still there, and without thinking I call out her name: "Julie!"
She looked at me confused, and I could tell that she didn't expect to see me.