Page 19 of Mailroom Delight
Dear Tilly,
Thanks for writing in. Love is about taking a risk even when you know there’s a chance you could get hurt. If you’ve always had feelings for your best friend and he is your best friend, then you have to tell him.
If you’re concerned about him being a player, then you need to talk about this with him. If you guys decide to cross that line of friendship you need to trust each other but do tell him and see what happens. No one ever got anywhere in life by turning away opportunities and never taking chances.
Paige.
He cleared his throat as he finished. I simply looked at him, stunned by the response I’d given Tilly. I would have believed he made it up if I didn’t see the print out for myself that I did actually write that.
For added confirmation he placed the paper on the table before me and slid it over, so I could get a better look.
“That’s heart, and it would appeal to everyone. The woman who would be worried about getting involved with a player, and the woman who believed her best friend could change for her.”
I was taking in his words but honestly, I was shocked by them. His arrogance and cockiness didn’t suit the warmth I felt emanate from what he just said.
“What happened to that Paige?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.
I went to answer and tell him something about rolling with the times and the modern woman, but in an instant the words evaporated from my mind.
Rolling with the times and keeping up with the modern woman was not what happened to me.
What happened to me had nothing to do with that, or trend spotting.
Four years ago, I had Paul.
A lump formed in my throat as I thought about him, and I couldn’t believe he wasn’t at the forefront of my mind from the minute Jason said four years ago.
Life was different for me then.
Very different, and I guess I had heart.
When I had Paul everything I wrote poured straight from my soul.
I didn’t want to talk about this anymore.
“Okay, whatever. I’ll review my answers before I send out my advice.” Anything to get rid of him.
“Just like that. You’re agreeing just like that?” He tilted his head to the side and looked at me with assessing eyes.
“Yeah. I can see there are some differences and I’ll look into it.” I still thought the right thing to do was to stay away from the player, but I couldn’t think properly now.
“One second.”
I sighed again, feeling even more frustrated when he took out another piece of paper. Another printed off email.
“Tilly again. Ten months after the first message. Do you want to know what she said?”
“Sure, why not?”
He started reading:
Dear Paige,
Thanks so much for your advice. I just had to let you know I took your advice. I took the risk and he changed for me. We’re getting married next year. Thank you so much for giving me the courage I needed. You’re an inspiration to women like me.
Tilly.
“Do you want to know what you said?” He smiled.
