"I hope he gets it - thanks Alex, talk soon." Keri hung up the phone, and I hoped I did the right thing. Keri and I were together off-and-on for 4 years or so. She loved me, I knew that. Not until after I broke promises and left her alone, only for her to be so hurt she went to be with my brother, who hurt her even more.

I haven't spoken to Keri since the time I promised her I'd take a Greyhound to visit her in Niagara Falls, and I didn't go and she never forgave me. That is until she needed a favor. Her marriage was failing and she never gave up loving Zachary, my older brother. She looked up my number on Facebook and I could tell when she called that she had been crying for hours, maybe the entire day.

"Ker?" I was shocked it was her, I never expected it to be her.
"Do you have his address?" "I spent hours writing a letter. I'm leaving New York to be with him," she said.