Page 25 of My Marriage Pact


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“Sure!”

And just like that, our friendship started.

We never actually spoke about it, or decided that, from then on, we were going to be friends. It just … happened. After that moment, we continued talking and simply never stopped. It was as if Emmy had been in my life forever, and I in hers—since the beginning of time. Soon enough, I couldn’t remember a time when she wasn’t my friend. And I couldn’t imagine a life where I wasn’t able to talk to her, see her face, and hear her voice.

I still can’t.

It would just … not be life.

The sound of an ambulance travels throughout the hospital, mimicking the sound of the bell from my childhood. I wake up from my reverie, the smell of cherry Burt’s Bees still burned into my brain.

I’ll never forget that moment.

“Nurse, are there any more patients that require my attention this morning?” I ask a nurse who’s walking down the hallway.

“Not right now. But there are some charts that need to be filled out. You also have a series of prescriptions to look over. I left them on your desk, in your office.”

“That’s fantastic. Thank you.”

“My pleasure, Dr. Davis.”

We part ways, and I head for my office. Just like she mentioned, the charts and prescriptions are on my desk. I sit down, and thumb through them, but the memory of the day I met Emmy is still with me.

I open my laptop and start to search for something.

Burt’s Bees cherry chapstick.

I immediately get tons of results showing me the little lip balm that Emmy was using that day. Looking at the images, I can almost smell it through the screen, transporting me back in time. On the website, there’s the option to order these small beauty sticks.

“Let’s see … How many do I want? In fact, how many would Emmy like because I’m buying these for her…”

Without hesitation, I add a hundred cherry chapsticks to the basket and ask for them to be gift-wrapped. Satisfied, I close the laptop and think about the expression on Emmy’s face when she receives them.

Just then, my phone vibrates, and I swipe it open.

Emmy: Why didn’t you wake me up when you left?

Emmy: I wanted to see you a little before you left for the hospital…

Emmy’s awake. The thought that the first thing she does after she wakes up is text me, warms my heart. It’s funny how such small things can make you so happy.

Me: You were sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to disturb you. How are you feeling? All good with the arm?

I can see the dots moving on the screen as she writes back her response.

Emmy: Yeah … It’s a little itchy but I can handle it.

Emmy: I slept so well last night. Much better than I’ve slept in ages. I have no idea why…

I read her messages and smile. I can guess as to why she slept so well, but it seems like she’s not ready to realize it yet.

Me: Yeah, I know what you mean. I slept amazingly well, too. We should definitely do it again!

I wait for her answer and it comes in the shape of a few laughing emojis. She’s taking my joke well but also not committing to anything at all.

Me: Hey, I have a surprise for you!

Emmy: No way! What is it??

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