CHAPTER TWELVE — THE LETTER

Months passed.

One evening, I received a letter.

It was from Marilyn.

Dear David,

I don't know if you still watch movies every Friday. I hope you do.

Sometimes I think about our old days. I miss laughing with you. I miss our arguments. I even miss the way you became jealous over stupid things.

But most of all, I miss our friendship.

Don't give up on your dreams. Become the engineer you always wanted to be.

And remember something:

A good story doesn't end just because one chapter ends.

Marilyn.

I read the letter three times.

Then I smiled.

For the first time in months, I felt hope.