I listened to him laugh. This tiny little voice, still unable to even make syllables, laughing into the telephone.
“Say hello,” she said, the voice on the other side. And the tiny little voice laughed.
We talked some more, catching up on each other’s lives. Lives that used to be intertwined. We used to be inseperable. Now, we are very far apart. Not geographically. She’s down in Marina del Ray and I’m in West Los Angeles. We’re barely twenty minutes apart. We see each other every once in a while, but we talk a great deal. Tonight, we talked for two hours.
We were happy together. Then, we were unhappy together. And finally, here, we are happy together again. We miss each other.
“Say hello,” she said. And the tiny little voice laughed.
She’s happy. I’m happy. And that’s the way it should be.