I pulled my car over and called my everything, my New York City, Little Rachel. She picked up, which I was so thankful for because it was the middle of the day, and I knew she was more than likely having sessions with her patients.
“Taylor’s sending me an email,” I blurted out as soon as she picked up.
“What?” She squealed with excitement. “What is happening over there?”
I told her the back story, and we went over the endless possibilities of what the email could potentially say. I continued refreshing my emails, but nothing new had come through. We chatted giddily for a few more minutes, and I promised to call her as soon as I heard anything. I somehow made it to my destination safely, and as I pulled in, I checked my email.
Taylor’s email was there, but I won’t be sharing her entire email publicly. She is and will always be one of the things I hold dearest to my heart, and her beautiful words will remain private. I skimmed the email. Tears sprang to my eyes. I went back and reread her words, slowly this time as I tried to comprehend what I was reading.
我把车停靠在路边,拨了我最好的朋友小瑞秋的号码。她接了电话,我很感激,因为当时是中午,我知道她很可能在和她的病人谈话。
“Taylor要给我发邮件!”电话一接通我便脱口而出
“什么?”她兴奋得尖叫起来,“你那边发生了什么?”
我把事情的来龙去脉给她讲了,然后我们讨论了这封邮件可能会说些什么。我不断刷新着我的电子邮箱,但没有什么新的东西出现。我们不知所云地又聊了几分钟,我答应一有消息就打电话给她。我都忘了我是怎么安全到达目的地的,一停车,我就立马查看了我的电子邮件。
Taylor的邮件就静静的躺在我的邮箱里,但我不会公开分享她的整封邮件。现在以及将来,她都会是我内心最珍重的人之一,所以她说的那些话我将永远不会全部公开。只是简单扫了一眼邮件的大致内容我便止不住的流起了泪。回过头,我又仔细的读了一遍她写的字,这次读得很慢,因为我想理解我所读的内容。