By the time Abby got home that night, her decision was made. She knew who she loved.
It was Carter.
It would always be Carter.
Sweet, kind, loving and generous John Truman Carter.
She had always loved him. Even when she was with Luka, she had always felt a close connection with Carter. It would always be him ... she loved him.
Just then, the phone rang, it was Carter.
"Carter! I was just thinking about you. I'm sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. I had some things to think through."
"It's ok Abby" said Carter cheerfully. "I was just phoning to tell you that I'm being discharged tomorrow, and I wonder if you could come and pick me up around 10?"
"That's great! Yeah, I'll be there."
"Thanks Abby. I love you so much."
Abby grinned into the phone, "I love you too John. Goodnight."
"'Night."
The two young lovers hung up. Each with a glow in their hearts.