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not wanting to interrupt him.
    “ You ran right up to me and said, ‘My name’s Brenna, what’s yours?’ I told you my name and from that day forward we were inseparable. That is, till the day I saw you run past the field and I ran after you. The day you told me you were moving.”
    T ears pool in my eyes at the memory. Tucker takes another deep breath, as though he is fighting his own emotions, before he continues.
    “Brenna , it felt like my world stopped that day. I was so afraid I’d never see you again. I know now that it was irrational or whatever, but I was eleven years old, and to me, it was the end of us. I didn’t think about the fact that I still lived here and you could still visit. After y’all moved, I sat in this tree every day, staring across the fields, thinking any minute I’d see you running toward me.”
    I sniffle a little at this because I know how he feels . We were best friends, and I felt like I lost a piece of me right here on this farm that day. I wait for a few minutes for Tucker to say more, but he doesn’t say anything else. It’s my turn to speak now.
    “Tucker , I missed you every day. I used to beg to come here every time school was out, but most times I either couldn’t, or by the time I got here it was too late to see you. And then the next day, we seemed to always miss each other. Like something was trying to keep us apart.”
    I hear Tucker make a noise behi nd me. I try to turn so I can see his face, but he tightens his hold again, stopping me. We sit there in our tree, both lost in our thoughts.
    Finally, he says, “Scoot forward some. I wanna show you something.”
    I move forward and turn to can see what Tucker is doing. He swings his leg over so he can step onto the branch below us and motions me back over. I scoot back toward him to look where he is pointing. It’s too dark, so I pull out my phone to shine the light on the tree trunk. I gasp in surprise when I see it.
    Carved into the tree are our initials inside a heart. I glance at Tucker, who is staring intently at my face. A tear rolls down my cheek, reaching up he catching it on his thumb. Instead of wiping it off on his jeans, like I expect, he rubs his fingers together absorbing my tear into his skin.
    “When did you put this here?” I ask with a shaky voice.
    “ The summer you were fourteen.”
    “That’s the summer you stopped all communication with me.”
    “Yeah,” Tucker drops his head, and after a few seconds he starts to climb down the tree.
    “Why?” I whisper .
    H e had to hear me, because he pauses before dropping to the ground. “That’s a story for another time, Brenna.” Holding his arms up to me he says. “Come on, jump, I’ll catch you.”
    “You better!” I yell before I jump .
    Tucker catches me in his arms, holding me close. I wrap my arms around his neck, giving him a squeeze. He holds me against him, staring into my eyes for a few short minutes, before lowering my feet to the ground. I let my arms fall and step away.
    “Why can’t you tell me now?” If he’d just tell me, I know it’ll be a revelation that will change everything.
    “It’s not time for that yet. I need you to remember everything else first. Then I’ll tell you.”
    Tucker is leaning against the tree. I step closer to him so I can see his face in the fading light as the sky continues to darken.
    “Promise?” I ask.
    “Yeah, I promise.”
    I smile up at him. Even though he won’t tell me now, everything else today has been wonderful. It’s almost like all the years have fallen away and I have my Tucker back.
    “I’m glad we ran into each other yesterday.” I blurt.
    “Me too. Saved me a trip.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I was getting tired of waiting for you to come back home.” Tucker shrugs.
    “Okay, so … what? You were gonna come looking for me?”
    “Yeah . Something like that.”
    “Why?”
    Tucker snorts. Yes, he snorted. “Because I was tired of waiting.”
    Before I realize